Cale Henituse.
He was the firstborn son of the Henituse Family.
He was a young noble who was nineteen years old.
He was many things.
But he was certainly not trash!
The group of Choi Han looked around the underground villa and the many people who stood in the front yard welcoming the return of the redhead with tears in their eyes. They could also see Cage, the crazy priestess from the temple of the God of Death who had been executed recently. There were also the missing siblings of the temple of the Sun God. And as if that wasn't enough, there were also two blue strong men; Archie and Paseton from the Whale Tribe.
How could someone, who managed to worry everyone here with his disappearance, be called trash? Cage hugged Cale even tighter as planned as it was finally her turn to do so. Taylor wasn't here with her, but he'd probably call Cale soon to ask about his wellbeing.
"I told the God of Death that I'd stop listening to him if anything happened to you!"
Cale just patted her back with a stoic expression. Those who didn't know him might think he was uncomfortable and didn't like being hugged, though everyone could see his cold eyes turning warm.
"Yes, yes."
"He cried after I said I'd never ever again listen to his talk about you!"
Cale just nodded once again while he continued to pat the priestess on her back. It was the black dragon who finally decided that she had hugged his human too much.
"Human! Human! Hug me instead if you want a hug!"
Cale couldn't hide his smile as the priestess slowly let go of him and he opened his arms for Raon. The little dragon immediately took his chance and snuggled into Cale's chest. The kittens wanted to do the same as they jumped on Cale's shoulders. Cale of course hugged them as well. They were children and his kidnapping had made them feel bad. He didn't want children averaging eight years to feel something like that.
"Human! Human! Are you hungry? Do you want to eat? We didn't eat dinner yet! Do you want an apple pie?"
Cale frowned at the dragon's words. He looked at a woman in her mid-forties who smiled at him in an apologetic manner. He frowned.
"Why haven't the children eaten yet?"
His voice sounded cold, as always, but there was a tiny tint of anger and disapproval in it. It made those, who knew him, look down in shame. Cale sighed as he looked once again at Raon and the kittens.
"We will eat dinner now. And Raon, take out an apple pie."
The black dragon looked proud as his human said that. He immediately took out an apple pie of his special dimension and handed it to Cale, who, contrary to everyone's expectations, put it into the dragon's half open mouth.
"Eat."
Raon nodded without saying anything as he took the apple pie in his chubby paw. He did as he was told. Cale let go of the children and turned around.
"Freesia, prepare dinner – as we have many guests, make much food. Jack, look out for the children while I change into something more comfortable."
Everyone nodded at that. Cale then turned around and looked at the many "guests" he didn't want to have as he waved at one of Freesia's – well, his – men.
"Paul, you take them to a room where they'll stay. It is too late at night and I guess they're tired. Ah and Glenn, connect me to my family after I change. Wait in the library."
Paul and Glenn nodded a second time as Cale finally started heading inside the villa. The children flew to Jack who welcomed them with a smile. Hannah, his younger sister and a swordsmaster, looked at the group of strangers who brought back Cale Henituse to them. She couldn't help but think that especially the swordsmaster under them was suspicious. She knew Choi Han, as Freesia told her many times about the way he beat up Cale, as well as Beacrox and Ron, because Freesia told her many times the story how the two of them left Cale because of their own goals without even telling him. She didn't like them.
Paul, a young assassin who was in his mid-twenties smiled at the group. He wore a butler's uniform, though there were daggers on each of his side. His brown hair made him look usual, though his green eyes had the opposite effect. He eyes the Molan father-son duo with a very cold gaze, before getting friendly once again. The many people who welcomed Cale headed inside the villa after Freesia.
Beacrox was itching to help in the kitchen, but he didn't dare to say anything. Meanwhile Ron was envious of Freesia, who seemed to be Cale's personal butler.
"If you'd follow me then, I'll lead you to your rooms."
Everyone nodded while no one dared to utter even a single sound. It was strange, they hadn't expected Cale to own such a building and have so many people. The villa was fancy, even though it wasn't half as big as the Royal Palace; everyone thought that it looked more luxurious and gorgeous.
"Excuse me, was it Paul?"
It was Eruhaben who finally broke the silence. He and Alberu walked in the very front while Choi Han, Lock and Rosalyn followed behind them. Ron and his son were the last in the line.
"Yes, what can I help you with, Eruhaben-nim?"
Eruhaben smiled as he heard that even the butler knew and used his name, contrary to a certain redhead. Alberu cleared his throat as he indicated for Eruhaben to continue, who seemed to be lost in his own thoughts.
"I was wondering, how come Cale Henituse has so many people here?"
Ron and Beacrox immediately looked up as this was one of their biggest questions as well. The young master-nim was never going around as he had only been staying in either the Henituse Estate or in a bar. So how come there were so many people around him who deeply cared for him?
"Hm, I don't exactly know how everyone feels about it, but he rescued most of us from something. He's so selfless, always putting us before himself. I think it's because he gives us a feeling of acceptance and is like home to many of us that we're staying with him. He also tries to rescue everyone from that White bastard."
The group flinched at that.
"What do you mean with him rescuing people and being selfless?"
It was Alberu who asked the question with a serious expression. He needed to know. It was like he was possessed, but he wanted to know more about Cale Henituse. He already understood that this trash reputation of his had been an act all along. But why would someone need to act like that? And more importantly, why was someone like him kidnapped?
Paul stopped and turned around to look at Alberu. His smile vanished and he raised his brows.
"Excuse me for my rudeness, your Highness, but I cannot explain it to you, as I fear that the young master-nim will be unhappy about that. Also, someone being selfless does not need an explanation."
Alberu simply nodded and Paul continued to guide the new guests to three rooms in the end of the west wing of the first floor.
"These should be enough, I suppose? I'll make sure to call you when dinner is ready. Please wait in the rooms for now."
Paul bent down and then turned around as he walked away, not waiting for a response. Eruhaben sighed as he opened the middle door and entered a vast bedroom with a couch and some seats. It was a comfortable looking room; even though it was looking fancy it still had certain coziness to it.
Eruhaben sat down on the couch while looking at the bed on which the Rosalyn took place. She looked at Lock who sat down next to her. The crown prince let himself fall into a seat next to the ancient dragon while Cale's three acquaintances remained the way they were, they refused to sit down.
"Choi Han."
The swordsmaster immediately looked at Eruhaben.
"You beat up someone like that?"
He flinched. Hell no, he didn't beat up someone like that though he beat up someone like that at the same time! He beat up someone like that while that someone was acting as if he was someone else! Choi Han understood that it'd all been an act and he couldn't help but feel even more ashamed.
"Eruhaben-nim, none of us knew that Cale Henituse, who has the title of trash, was someone like that."
Alberu let out a deep sigh. This was something he had never expected to happen.
"Why would someone like that be called trash?"
Lock couldn't help but ask. For all he knew, Ron and Beacrox cherished that young noble very much while he seemed to be loved by anyone but Choi Han. What could someone like that have done to someone like Choi Han?
"He used to be an alcoholic who threw his empty bottles at people."
Choi Han shook his head at Alberu's description.
"That was all an act."
The others looked at him with the look that said 'As if we hadn't known it'. Alberu shook his head as the most important question popped up in his head once again.
"But why did he have to act like that? Haaa, never mind that actually. Eruhaben-nim, Ron, Choi Han, do you have any information to how Cale Henituse had been kept or why?"
The room got silent and especially Ron had a dark expression on his face. Beacrox put his hand on Ron's shoulder. He still didn't understand why Choi Han had his father's blazer and why his father's shirt was ruined with red liquor.
"We don't know why exactly either."
Eruhaben cleared his throat after saying that and made eye contact with the crown prince.
"But – and this is an information we heard – it seems that Cale Henituse had some sort of ability that the White Star wants."
Choi Han nodded.
"He said something about the White Star drinking his blood to gain this ability."
Ron's expression got even darker, but he wasn't the only one. Beacrox, Eruhaben and even Choi Han had the same expression on their faces. They didn't like the sound of that one bit. Why would someone drink someone else's blood? Was the White Star a vampire or what the heck?
"What sort of ability?"
Rosalyn was curious. She looked at Choi Han who seemed to leave his former self – the hate he had for the redheaded person – behind as he seemed to like the real redhead very much.
"We don't know. But I think it has to be something very special and unordinary. If he kidnapped Cale, it must mean that only this unlucky bastard has this ability. After all, the prison cell he had been in, seemed to be organized for a...long period of time."
"Ah."
Alberu started to think about what kind of special ability someone would want for himself. He was certain that the White Star's greed and envy prevented him from killing Cale right now – as he had only kidnapped the noble without killing him – but who knew what that madman who called himself White Star was thinking?
The group continued to think about Cale Henituse and the situation they had gotten themselves into until Paul knocked on their door and called them as dinner was ready. It was already past nine pm, but they'd still eat dinner. It was because all of them actually didn't eat either.
They headed to a very big room with an even bigger table that was already half-filled. Many familiar and unfamiliar faces were seated; the Mercenaries King Bud Illis, the three children who sat around an empty chair, the crazy priestess Cage, the Sun God twins Jack and Hannah and Archie and Paseton from the Whale Tribe. Only Cale and Glenn were missing. Freesia stood next to the empty chair by the children's side while smiling at the newcomers. Paul pointed at the free seats and the group sat down without muttering a single word. The only sound was the quiet mumbling of the children and Bud taking gulps of his liquor. Ironically, he drank red wine. Ron didn't like sitting down, just like Beacrox, but the Molan duo did it nonetheless.
They waited a couple of minutes, until the door bashed open and a pissed Glenn entered the hall in a fast pace. Without a word he sat down next to Bud, took a gulp of his friend's liquor and then focused on the redhead who followed close behind him with an unfriendly expression.
Everyone could see that he was pissed as well – actually, both were beyond enraged. Cale sat down on his chair between Raon and On, the silver kitten, and poured himself a bronze liquid that had a strong smell of alcohol. He felt sorry for the children to see him like that, but after the discussion he had with Glenn, only alcohol could help. He knew he couldn't get drunk easily, something he didn't like at all.
After Cale sat down, the food was served and everyone ate in silence. Sometimes, Cale cleaned the children's mouths with his handkerchief, something everyone found to be cute. Glenn and Bud made eye contact after a while and Glenn used his telepathy to explain the very important situation to him.
-Cale used that and his ancient powers. There hadn't been the recoil yet.
Suddenly, Bud let his fork slip from his hand. The clinking sound could be heard all over the room. Freesia looked at Bud who had a shocked expression. Something seemed to be wrong. Bud quickly put on his smile and gulped down his sixth wine glass of the night.
He exchanged looks with Glenn, whose gaze was focused on the redhead who was once again cleaning the black dragon's mouth.
-Cale refuses to let the recoil come while he has business with these baggage.
Bud felt suffocating, the air around him suddenly felt hotter. He glared at the strong individuals he had first met in the Forest of Darkness. If he could, he would pierce them with his gaze. As he made eye contact with the ancient dragon though, he quickly turned his head away and looked at Freesia instead. He tried to signal her that something was wrong with Cale, but he wasn't that good with his eyes and it looked more like he had finally gone insane.
"Young master Cale, how do you feel?"
It was Paseton who finally broke the silence. He remembered what his sister, Witira, told him. She was very worried about the redhead and disappointed in herself that she couldn't come welcome him back. The news of his return spread fast, faster than Cale would like.
Cale looked up and made eye contact with the person he once rescued from mermaid's poison. Paseton was still very thankful to him.
"I am perfectly fine, as you can see."
Bud spilled his seventh glass of wine as he had to spit it out while Glenn's fork fell on his plate with a loud clink. Cale looked extremely annoyed as he eyes these two individuals and sent a waring with his eyes their way. It couldn't be helped, as he didn't want anyone to find out about his current condition.
"Human, are you all right? This stupid Mercenaries King did something stupid again!"
Raon spoke with his full mouth. Cale shook his head as he softly scolded the young dragon not to speak with his mouth full. He simply couldn't bring himself to really scold such a child at all. He looked at On and Hong, and once again cleaned the kittens mouths. Usually, On was a very careful eater and he didn't have to clean her mouth often, but today she seemed to be willing to eat careless just so he could clean her mouth.
Cale ignored the voices in his head that told him to finally lie down at get rest. The super rock had already given up and just informed him of how much longer he could hold him together – what wasn't long at all. At most two or three more hours, if not less.
Cale's gaze shifted to Glenn before it returned to his beloved children.
"After dinner, you'll go to sleep, understood? Glenn will accompany you. I still have some business to attend."
"But Human! I, the great and mighty Raon Miru, can accompany you!"
"Our youngest is right, nya!"
"Let us accompany you, nya!"
The children were immediately protesting, but got silent after seeing Cale's cold gaze.
"I said that you'll go to sleep, so you'll go to sleep. You need to sleep in order to get big and strong. If you don't sleep, I won't take you with me anymore."
The children immediately nodded as their worst fear was that Cale wouldn't take them with him anymore. The others observed the scene in front of them with either amusement or astonishment. Especially the ancient dragon had never ever seen something like that before. A human telling a dragon what to do and the dragon accepting it as simple as that? He certainly was too old for this.
"And you follow me after dinner."
He didn't have to say who was meant with "you" as everyone looked at the seven people who were new to this table. Well, most of them were new. There were stories about Choi Han beating the precious noble to a pulp and Ron and Beacrox leaving Cale while he was beaten half-dead for their own selfish goals. They didn't even say goodbye to him, how shameless of them!
Alberu nodded. He was probably the most excited for this meeting, even more excited that the ancient dragon. During the whole dinner, he didn't take his eyes off of Cale and observed his every so little movement. The quarter-dark elf didn't understand his own doing either, but he didn't care as long as it wasn't something...else.
Dinner went by fast and the children were accompanied by a very vicious looking Glenn to their and Cale's room. Bud who had a completely flushed face by now, walked towards Cale. Contrary to his flushed face, the green eyes behind his golden glasses, were clear and calculating. Cale was the same, though his flush was a bit lesser than Bud's. They weren't drunk at all.
Without a word, he exited the hall, knowing that the seven individuals would follow behind him. Before he entered his library, one of the biggest rooms in the villa, he turned around to look at Lock.
"You, go back to your room and go to sleep. You're still a child."
Everyone stared at Cale in disbelief.
"But I have been with my friends the entire time! I even fought with them! Why should I go now?"
Cale sighed as he shook his head.
"You are still a child, and children are not to get involved in adult's talk."
Lock wasn't the only one flabbergasted. He exchanged glances with Rosalyn who looked even more shocked than he was.
"...Excuse me?"
Cale sighed as he pointed at her.
"You can go with him, for all I care."
He then opened the door.
"But I won't let this talk influence a child."
He then disappeared behind the door in the big room. The door closed behind him, but the others knew that they could enter any second they liked. Alberu smiled his usual smile as he turned around and clapped his hands.
"You and Lock, go back to our rooms. We'll explain it all to you later."
She nodded as she wasn't in the position to argue with the Crown Prince of the Roan Kingdom. She also knew that he'd keep his word. She took Lock's hand. Rosalyn though, was shocked for a different reason than Lock. She was shocked that Cale was bossing them around, even though they had a dragon. Lock on the other hand; felt something he didn't know was there. He was relieved that someone still looked at him as a child. With his now sixteen years, he didn't look at himself as if he was a child. He thought he was an adult as well. He certainly never even once looked at himself as a child.
After Rosalyn and Lock walked away, the ancient dragon decided to open the door to the library. He didn't know what he expected from this meeting, but he was sure that the redhead knew something very important. Honestly, he wanted to ask him about his ability and why his smell was so nature like.
After they entered the room, they could see how Cale was sitting on the window frame; one leg was angled and served as the pillar for his hand, while the other was dangling as it didn't reach the floor. It was a very unsafe position, any wrong movements and he would fall to the ground. His blood red hair was tied together in a loose ponytail and his reddish-brown eyes scanned the five individuals entering his library with a cold gaze.
"Watch out."
It was Choi Han who said it in this worried voice that didn't go well with his personality. The crown prince stared at him as if he was becoming a lunatic like the mercenaries king Bud Illis, who stood next to Cale as he had come here even before Cale entered the room. Bud Illis' green eyes had a silent warning in them: Do not do anything to Cale Henituse.
Cale raised his eyebrow as he waved with his hand to say that it was okay. He looked at Ron – more specifically at Ron's white shirt with the big red stain – and shook his head as he quickly focused his gaze elsewhere. He was afraid of the vicious look from his former butler. Contrary to what he was thinking, Ron was happy to see Cale once again. He planned on staying with Cale, this time for as long as he lived. He regretted his choice to leave Cale behind without telling him. It was something he'd regret for forever.
"Well, sit down or do you want to stand?"
Eruhaben and Alberu sat down on the rather tall couch while Ron, Beacrox and Choi Han remained standing. Cale simply sighed as he looked at the quarter-dark elf.
"Your Highness, if you continue to go around like that, you'll be exposed."
Alberu wasn't even surprised that Cale knew who he was. It was the contrary; he was impressed by his disrespect towards him while he knew who he was the entire time.
"Let that be my problem, Cale."
Cale smiled his "scammer-smile" as Raon would say. The crown prince found it annoying. Somehow, he wanted Cale to smile at him like he smiled at the children – a real smile. The crown prince ignored this train of thoughts as he looked at Cale once again making eye contact with the younger noble.
"So, are you going to answer all of our questions, as in the bet?"
Cale looked at Alberu and lightly tilted his head.
"Hm, probably."
Alberu ignored the probably as he started to ask right away the most important questions.
"Why aren't you the trash everyone knows about?"
Bud flinched at that as he looked at the crown prince with a gaze that held an unspoken warning. Cale waved with his hand another time and Bud focused his gaze on the redhead instead.
"Well, first of all, you aren't the blonde prince with the blue eyes either. Everyone got their little secrets, don't you agree?"
Alberu was left without an answer, or at least one that wasn't to his liking, but he didn't want to ask anymore, as it was clear that Cale didn't want to answer that question, for whatever reason he had.
"The White Star, what do you know about him?"
It was Eruhaben who asked the next question while the crown prince seemed to be lost in thoughts. Cale's expression turned serious.
"Well, first of all, he is a bastard who tries to be God. Some little shit who reincarnates and all that. He is someone who has four ancient powers as well."
The ancient dragon then smiled. Four ancient powers, those were many for a human. Still, his instincts were telling him that the unlucky bastard in front of him was even more special and had even more than that.
"You have more, don't you?"
Alberu as well as the Molan father-son duo flinched. How could a human possess more ancient powers than four? Especially since it was extremely lucky if a human came across an ancient power in his life to begin with. Cale smiled.
"Of course."
The room fell silent as Eruhaben let out a huff.
"Ho."
Alberu couldn't follow the conservation anymore as he stared at Cale with big eyes. How could a normal human – who wasn't a regressor – possess this many ancient powers?
"What does that mean?"
Choi Han couldn't follow the conservation. He didn't know that it was an impossible thing to have several ancient powers, but no one answered his question. Eruhaben brushed back his long, white golden hair.
"You ought to have some regeneration ability or a balance of all elements, don't you?"
Cale smiled as he had both. The ancient dragon remembered how Cale, even though he was covered in his own blood, had been completely fine after the rescuer in the early evening.
"Both."
"Ah."
The ancient dragon couldn't believe it.
"You really are an unlucky bastard."
Alberu decided that no matter what Cale Henituse would say, nothing could be more shocking than him having several ancient powers – including a balance of all elements and a regeneration ancient power.
"How many do you have?"
Cale smiled as he shrugged at the crown prince's question. He of course wouldn't let them find out everything about him.
"Why were you kidnapped by the White Star?"
It was Choi Han's question that was the second most important question to all of them. They looked at Cale and observed how he exchanged a look with Bud. He seemed annoyed, actually even beyond that.
"It is because of a special ability that I have."
Ron looked at his former young master-nim with a questioning look. What ability could he have kept hidden his whole life?
"Young master-nim, would you mind telling us what kind of ability that is?"
As the redhead made eye contact with his former loyal servant, he flinched and immediately regretted his decision. The vicious look in his eyes, he couldn't say that he had missed it at all.
"Hm, it has something to do with my blood. Is that enough information?"
The others nodded, even though they really wanted to find out more. The room fell silent for a few seconds.
"Are you willing to share more precise information about him? And would you be willing to help us in the coming war against him?"
After Alberu's question, the crown prince had to deal with four vicious stares while Cale and Eruhaben seemed to be the only ones unfazed by his normal question.
"Yes and yes. Although I don't intend to let people know that I helped. But of course, my help isn't free. Nothing in this world is free."
Cale smiled once again his scammer smile. He couldn't help it.
Alberu smiled as well. This was something he was good at. Before everything, Cale was still a noble. No matter how selfless he seemed, all he had on his mind would be money and more money. Nobles were all the same after all, no matter how different he looked and acted.
"How much?"
Cale laughed at Alberu's question. Bud looked at the crown prince as if he was the lunatic and not him.
"Why'd I need money? I have enough money already. I want something else."
Cale's gaze shifted from Alberu to the ancient dragon who huffed at that. What could such an individual like Cale possibly want from such an old dragon like himself?
"Eruhaben-nim, was it? Become Raon's teacher."
To say that everyone was shocked at the redhead's request was an understatement. He was practically using this chance – to get every riches, wealth, whatever – for a dragon. He wasn't even using it for himself!
Alberu was probably the most shocked. He was definitely not expecting something like that.
"Huh?"
Cale sighed at the crown prince's confused face. He hadn't time to deal with that right now. He looked at the ancient dragon, who seemed to be even more confused than the crown prince.
He then bent a bit forward while painting, though the others didn't notice it. Bud, on the other hand, immediately turned his body to Cale and checked his condition with his eyes. The redhead's face had gotten even paler, if possible, and he looked like a ghost. Not to forget the still very visible dark eve bags under his eyes.
"Don't you want to?"
Cale still continued to chat with the ancient dragon. Eruhaben shook his head.
"It isn't a problem. I'll teach the little kid."
Cale nodded in satisfaction and attempted to stand up, as he suddenly fell from the window frame. Bud was quick enough to catch him, but it didn't change the fact that the redhead's libs suddenly failed him. Cale sighed as Bud helped him stand up on his own again.
Ron, who suddenly stood only inches away from him, supported him instead of the blue haired man.
"Young master-nim, are you feeling unwell?"
Ron's question could be interpreted as innocent, if it wasn't for his vicious stare. However, contrary to what the redhead thought, it wasn't directed at him, but instead at his kidnappers and guards.
"No, I am perfectly fine. It must be because I am tired."
Alberu had to resist the urge to laugh. This was "perfectly fine" for Cale Henituse?! His face was pale, he had eye bags under his eyes and he looked incredibly weak. And the way he staggered every so often even though Ron was supporting him...In the end, even he had to let out a snort.
He said he was fine? He gotta be kidding.
"Cale, do you know what? I'm going to tie you to your bed! Seriously, will we do if you faint another time? Don't you think the children suffered enough already?!"
Cale sighed. He knew it too, but what could he do? And besides, he wouldn't faint during the recoil. He knew it all too well because the super rock warned him. It'd be probably even more painful than the time his plate broke and got fused together again.
"Why would he faint?"
Ron asked the question after some seconds of silence. It wasn't a single question, as a silent warning lied in it. Bud grimaced. What would he know? Cale fainted on a weekly basis because he overworked himself, used his ancient powers a little bit too much (hell, he used it to the point where everyone was thankful if he only coughed up blood) or got a recoil because of the usage of his powers and ability.
There were too many reasons for Cale to faint!
"I wouldn't, thank you very much. Now if you'd let go of me..."
Cale sounded very annoyed at this point. Ron couldn't help but let him go. He stared at his former (actually not anymore) young master and then exchanged glances with his son, who only seemed to be calm on the outside. Alberu scoffed while still feeling worry about the redhead.
"Alright, if that were all of your questions, I'd like you to leave. Bud, you stay guard, I don't want anyone to enter this room, including you."
Alberu shook his head as he anticipated in speech before Eruhaben.
"I'd like to ask you something in private first."
Cale raised his eyebrow but didn't say anything as he waved his hand to the others as a sign for them to get out. Bud looked like he wanted to protest, but the cold look in Cale's eyes prevented him from saying anything. The ancient dragon was the last to leave. Eruhaben asked Alberu something in his head and the crown prince nodded at that. In the end, he was the last to exit before Bud.
Behind the closed door, the four individuals stared the poor Mercenaries King down, who simply sighed and shrugged. They all saw the worry in the blue haired man's green eyes behind the clear glasses.
"Is Cale-nim really all right?"
It was Choi Han who asked and everyone was quick to look at him as if he was a madman.
"Cale-nim? Since when do you use honorifics? And for Cale Henituse at that, didn't you hate him?"
Eruhaben couldn't help but wonder. He was very interested as to why Choi Han changed his behavior towards the redheaded male. The raven haired swordsmaster shrugged.
"It just seems right. And I don't hate him, as it was all an act, obviously."
Ron huffed at that as he crossed his arms in front of his chest. Choi Han, who was spouting about hating Cale, liked him?! That seemed impossible. Still, he as well as the others let it go. It was no surprise, as all of them didn't know the real Cale Henituse.
They looked at the closed door and wondered,what the Crown Prince would like to discuss alone with Cale Henituse.