Chapter 156: Volatile
"Why?"
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Caius asked, his displeasure showing.
"I am simply wondering why," Rylen whispered.
Caius turned his gaze away. "Why would I know what that crazy woman is thinking?"
"Your Grace, I don’t think it’s right to speak about your mother in that manner."
"Hmm," Caius said and looked out the window. "You asked why. She wants me to find Rose’s replacement." He turned back to look at Rylen, his brown eyes glinting.
"So you do know why?" His brows furrowed. "The issue has bothered Her Majesty enough to throw a ball," he paused, his gaze piercing as he stared at Caius.
Caius scoffed. "Sounds like an excuse to get on my nerves."
Caius had a strange relationship with his mother. He found her to be a nuisance, but sometimes he could be affectionate toward her. He didn’t have particularly good thoughts about her, and the one thing he couldn’t seem to forget was that she had abandoned him. If perhaps she had stood her ground, his father wouldn’t have been able to send him away as easily as he did.
"I don’t think the ball is a bad idea," Rylen mumbled, trying to soften the tense air.
Rylen had some information about Caius’s relationship with his parents, but even he didn’t know how deep it ran. However, there was no doubt that this was a very strange occurrence. Even when the crown prince arrived at the castle after so many years, there wasn’t much of a celebration—but now there was about to be a ball.
"I don’t either," Caius replied.