Chapter 587: Imperial Prince’s cooking
Before Vlad could finish his thoughts, the twins performed a deep bow toward the man with white hair.
"We humbly greet the Imperial Prince."
Those words confirmed the suspicions of the Sky Seed Depravitas.
The young man with white hair and golden eyes was, without a doubt, a descendant of Alexandros, the Emperor of Graecia.
Hadriana, unlike the twins, did not bow. Instead, she clasped her hands together in a formal gesture of respect. Whether she did so for political reasons or out of devotion to her faith, Vlad was unsure.
The Sky Seed Depravitas exchanged quick glances. A brief moment of consideration passed between them before they followed the twins’ lead and performed a deep bow.
Although they stood at the pinnacle of Terra, they were no longer in their home but in a Doomsday World dominated by Graecia and the Chaovoratities Plane. Here, Imperial Blood demanded deference, and it was wise to show proper respect.
However, before anyone could linger in that position for long, the white-haired man raised his hand.
"Please, everyone, stand up. There is no need for such courtesies."
His voice was calm yet firm, a clear signal that he did not seek excessive formalities.
Once the group straightened, the Imperial Prince continued, his expression holding a trace of dry amusement.