Chapter 3 - 1.2
In the Darkness, Yunyu observed Prince Michael’s face. He was a tall, young man. He had a sharp gaze, but his clean, somewhat boyish face made him less scary, even attractive dare he would say.
Prince Michael was sitting with his back straightened in the guest room. He had long suspected that something was wrong with the duke, but he didn’t know why.
Duke Damien Delcostro was the second son of the previous duke, since his big brother died, he became the new duke instead. He was a powerful and rich duke, but he was always lowkey. He even declined the minister position, even though he was influential enough to become one.
Nobody had ever questioned this gentle and elegant duke, but Prince Michael felt that this person was not a simple man.
Maybe it was an instinct, but he could feel a demonic aura around Duke Damien the last time they met at a banquet. He needed to clear his suspicion.
"I am honoured to see Your Highness Prince Michael visiting me at this hour, may I know your intention, Your Highness?" Yunyu came from the corridor. His side profile was showered by the moonlight, however, because he was pale, Yunyu looked like a ghost with his evil grin. Prince Michael became even more cautious.
Prince Michael replied, "I am here because Duke Damien missed the holy night again."
"I didn’t attend the holy night because I was not in good health, Your Highness," Yunyu replied humbly. But Prince Michael saw it as a lazy excuse.
"The holy night is a night blessed by the god, where angels fly above us and we are showered by the gospel of the Holy Saintess herself. You are missing such an important night for years," Prince Michael said.
[Well, Sir, if I attended that holy night, I’ll be a burnt potato right on the spot.]
Yunyu wanted to close his ears when he heard how Michael said many holy words, somehow, his ears were slightly pained when he heard it.