An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

“Get lost! I’m not in the mood for anything right now. If you want to eat, go on your own.” Warrick snapped, looking annoyed.

“I’m not going either,” Percival refused flatly. “I’m on a health regimen these days -only tea, no alcohol.”

“Fine. If you’re going to wait, then keep waiting. I won’t be sticking around.” Huxley forced a smile and acted like he was about to leave.

But as he turned, he almost bumped into Boston, who was approaching from the other direction.

“Sorry, Sir Thatcher! I hope I didn’t startle you.”

Since he was surrounded by so many high-ranking officials, Boston was already on edge. He had momentarily spaced out and almost caused a mishap by running into Huxley, which left him flustered and a bit tongue-tied.

Unlike the other generals, Boston didn’t come from an influential background or have any powerful connections. He had worked his way up from the bottom, and the last thing he wanted was to offend Huxley and risk losing everything he had fought so hard for.

alright. You seem to be in a rush. Is something bothering

another promotion, Boston would be able to become Huxley’s right-hand man. So, Huxley felt that offering a smile and extending

to discuss something important with the prince, but I didn’t anticipate such an esteemed gathering.

the prince? How coincidental, we’re all here for

do you think you are, showing up here? Get lost!” Warrick

didn’t realize you were

a hand to stop him. “Don’t worry. Now that you’re here,

Prescott, this man is your subordinate. He hasn’t done anything wrong. Why are you so

report? If you send him away and it turns

something to say, just say it. Otherwise, you

visiting West Lucozia today, and he asked me

hearing that, the surrounding people burst into