Trash Of The Count's Family BL | Part 1

🍃39 - Being Still (6)

Bang!

The banquet hall's door closed tightly once more. Taylor Stan was wearing luxurious and formal clothes, even though he was on a wheelchair, and there was a relaxed smile on his face. Priestess Cage was wearing the God of Death priestess robe.

'I guess they decided to flat out reveal their identities.'

Cale thought it was a wise decision. The Temple of the God of Death may get a headache over it, but why would Cage care about that?

"What is this ...!"

A shocked and angry voice came from the Northwest table. When Cale turned to look, Venion jumped out of his seat in anger, as he glared at Taylor.

This was a reaction you would normally never see out of Venion, and a reaction that went against the noble etiquette, but Venion was not in a state to care about etiquette right now.

Cale looked up to the top of the platform. Crown prince Alberu opened his arms and started to speak.

"I did not expect to see Marquis Stan's eldest son, Taylor Stan, and a priestess of the God of Death here."

The crown prince seemed happy. Taylor showed his respects while still sitting on his wheelchair.

"I heard that there was an opportunity for the kingdom's nobles to meet with and discuss with your highness. I do apologize for coming without an invitation."

The crown prince Alberu had a smirk on his face. Cale could tell from that smirk that Alberu properly understood what Taylor meant by being able to have a discussion with the crown prince.

"I did ask for each household's representative, but if the household does not have a representative, there is no issue with who shows up. I guess you were probably upset that I only sent one invitation to the Marquis's household, Mister Taylor?"

"Just a bit, your highness."

Cale peeked toward Venion. A household without a representative. Although it wasn't official, everybody knew that Venion was going to be the successor to the Marquis. The crown prince's words were said to subtly take a dig at Venion. It was probably because Marquis Stan was close to the third prince.

'That is the weird part.'

Cale found that fact to be weird. Although Cale didn't care about it and didn't look into it, but, even if the king cherished the third prince, it should not be easy to replace the crown prince.

Even still, the crown prince was uncomfortable and wary of the second and third princes in the novel, and Marquis Stan was close to the third prince. The other factions all had a prince they supported as well.

'I guess there is something there.'

Naturally, that, 'something,' was something that Cale did not want to know about.

"I do feel bad for making you upset. But, I am glad that you look very healthy, Mister Taylor. It has been a while since we last met."

Taylor smiled and responded to the crown prince.

"Your highness, my legs may not move, but my hands, head, eyes, ears, mouth, and everything else are still very much alive. No, in fact, they have gotten even stronger."

"I see. Indeed, you are still alive. I have forgotten the fact that the strongest is the one who manages to live until the end."

Cale could see that the crown prince was completely hooked. He then turned to see that Venion once again had a noble-like expression on his face, but he was still glaring at Taylor with a piercing glare.