Chapter 272 - 6.32 Revelation
Ever since knowing that Regius was a God, Jillian had always wondered what kind of a God he was. He knew from story books that there were numerous kinds of Gods in charge of their own domain. God of Birth, Goddess of Luck, and God of Love were the three most mentioned ones. The three Gods symbolized the light and the Evil God being the embodiment of darkness and together, they would defeat him. It was children’s books after all, so Jillian didn’t hold much expectation.
He couldn’t help but wonder what kind of God Regius was. Judging from the way he appeared amidst the howling blizzard, wearing a pure white robe, maybe he was the God of Winter? That was very plausible. Regius always had that kind of cold and apathetic face when he looked at others except Jillian. Being the God of Winter suited him best, it sounded sexy to be honest.
Why didn’t he just ask Regius directly? That was a good question. Regius didn’t even intend for him to find out his real identity. Jillian wasn’t so insensible that he would ask something that the other didn’t want to answer.
So here he was, a day after Prince Hayden’s official coronation, hiding deep inside the royal library between the old and abandoned section. If there was a place to store texts and information of centuries ago, then it would be the royal library.
Usually, the royal library would only be accessible to members of the royal family and ministers themselves but Jillian especially asked for entry permission when King Emeri asked him what he wanted in exchange for having brought His Majesty’s son back to him.
Thinking nothing about it, the King happily agreed to Jillian’s wish.
Jillian hoped he could find the answer he wanted soon before he started to feel guilty for leaving Regius at home.
"So exactly what are you searching for, Duke?" Prince Hayden, who was slouching on top of the table, asked curiously.
He looked like a totally different person clad in silk and embroidered outfits, diamond cuffs, a brooch with the royal family’s insignia pinned on his scarf, and his hair slicked back to show his sharp features.