Chapter 177: Cold Shoulder
In the Ducal Palace in Albroles, Prince Kaizon had not received the warm reception that he had been hoping for.
"Your Highness. I believe that you may have overstepped your authority. The rightful leader of the nation is not you, but the eldest legitimate son of the former King.
At the moment, the eldest legitimate son who is not in enemy custody is the Viscount Boscom." The new Duke Albroles, brother of the deceased Duke, announced in a cold tone.
"I am still your regent, and you will behave as such." Prince Kaizon demanded.
"Respectfully, Highness, you are not. And insisting that you are amounts to treason against the rightful King." Duke Albroles insisted.
Prince Kaizon slammed his fist on the desk.
"Does Boscom have the political influence to take the throne? The armies to hold it? No. Think carefully about who you are siding with because you can’t take it back once I leave this room." Prince Kaizon insisted.
Duke Albroles remained silent as the Prince stormed out of the office and returned to his suite within the Palace.
From the back of the room, a muscular man with long black hair stepped out of the shadows.
"Kaizon is rapidly losing his mind. But the army is still loyal to him. Or the commanders are, anyhow. At this point, who knows who the enlisted men owe allegiance to.