Chapter 27: Humbling A Young Master [I]
Azel sat cross-legged on his bed, plate in hand, chewing on his sweet food quietly.
The savory aroma of roasted meat lingered in the air of his chamber, filling the otherwise silent room.
He had politely asked one of the maids to bring his dinner up, and now he was eating in peace — away from the constant noise of the palace dining hall.
The palace’s grand meals weren’t bad. In fact, they were delicious.
But sitting alongside the royals and their attendants always left him mentally drained.
It wasn’t Naelia or even the Second Empress that bothered him — no, it was the first Empress.
While the Second Empress, Edna, carried herself with a calm grace and maternal warmth, the First Empress radiated dominance.
She was sharp-eyed, assertive, and relentless.
Her sons had clearly inherited her pride; it wasn’t just confidence, it was superiority.
That arrogant mold she’d forged them in made dealing with Aegon, his brother — and by extension his mother all the more exhausting.
Which was why he wanted to avoid them at first, he wanted nothing to do with such an arrogant woman.
Azel stabbed another bite of meat with his fork.