Chapter 60: Join The King For Dinner
"We are to join the King for dinner," Rylen said to Caius. He had just walked into the private study of the crown prince after attending to the call from the king.
"What?" Caius yelled, lifting his gaze from the paper he held.
"We are to join—"
"I heard you," Caius said and returned his attention to the paper. "No!"
He was sitting with his legs crossed on the table. Piles of paper littered the table and even the floor. There were several bookshelves, and each one was filled with books. Compared to the state of the table, the rest of the space was neatly arranged. Two chairs lay in front of the grand desk, which Caius currently had his legs on, and the chairs were empty. They also didn’t look like they were occupied often. The chairs still looked new, and the cushions shone.
Rylen mentally and physically touched his temples, then he took a deep breath and tried again. Why was he the messenger? But he knew the King had solely requested him because he was the only one who could convince the crown prince.
Rylen ground his teeth; they had still not recovered from when Rylen made Caius see his father in the throne room, and tension lingered between them. Now, this. He also didn’t like it, but an order from the King of Velmount wasn’t exactly something he could refuse.
"You can’t decline," Rylen said with a sigh, wondering if today was the day he would finally lose his head.
"I just did," Caius replied, clearly irritated.
"You can’t. The King has instructed that neither of us will be served dinner unless we eat with him."
"Then you eat with him; it has nothing to do with me."
"I can’t eat with him alone. He forbids it."