Dustin frowned slightly. “Then, who do you think is most suitable to be the next ruler among your brothers?

“Trying to get me to talk now, huh?”

Grace chuckled lightly. “Since Father presented this question to you, you should find the answer yourself. I won’t be able to help.”

“You’re pretty incompetent as a Regal Observatory disciple!” Dustin shook his head helplessly. The nation’s fate was going to be impacted by choosing a successor. Dustin never expected such a heavy responsibility to fall on his shoulders.

The key matter was that no matter who he chose, he would inevitably offend the other powerful princes. He would land himself in trouble if that were to happen.

“There’s no need to be so anxious. Father gave you time to think about it. You can observe them carefully before deciding which prince has better potential or perhaps aligns better with the West Lucozian monarchy,” Grace said meaningfully.

“What a bother.” Dustin sighed. He could feel a headache coming on.

by the way, I have

thought of something and asked, “Why do you always wear a veil? Is there

a lot of trouble, so it’s better to keep it covered. Of course, if you wish, I can let you have

you think I’d be afraid to look at you? What a joke!” Dustin

you want to look?” Grace

I don’t believe that you’ll be able to scare

you can lift the veil yourself and reveal my true

anyone who personally lifts my veil

retracted his hand in fright when he

about it. I change my mind. Just take

look at you.” Grace chuckled. Logan turned out to be more interesting

late at night when Dustin and Grace walked out of the palace gates. Suddenly, a

was a middle-aged man dressed in traditional attire who carried himself differently. The guards behind him were no ordinary people either. They

Highness, Prince Logan. My name is Milton Dyer.” The middle-aged man took the lead, bowing respectfully

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