Chapter 19: The Meeting
Chapter Nineteen - The Meeting
The maids in charge of his wardrobe were still deciding if he should attend the meeting wearing a royal apparel or formal suits.
While Asher slipped out of the room, even past Nene, who stood guard at the door, wearing only suede robes on cute pajamas.
The boring meeting was at night anyway. Why not be ready to sleep immediately afterwards?
He strolled in, marching past the guards, and officials who were seating below his father, and unto the throne.
There were murmurings as he strolled by. He sat at his father’s right hand with crossed legs, gazing down at the officials in their expensive attires.
"Waste of clothing." He yawned, propping his head with his arm on the armrest.
His father, the Lycan King, glanced at him then smiled. An official stood up to speak, making the Lycan King’s smile fall.
"Prince Asher, it’s an honor to see you actually attend this preparatory meeting willing." The official greeted sarcastically.
The others chuckled in low tones, agreeing. Everyone, even the Lycan King, expected Asher to be dragged by his guardian into the meeting.
It was how he could attend last year’s, when it became compulsory as he turned eighteen.
"It is your honor." Asher agreed. "I hope you stay alive to see me attend next year too." He grinned.