An hour later, Nathaniel quietly entered a private mansion wearing a disguise. Inside the living room, Tristan had already prepared tea and refreshments. He looked as if he had been waiting for a long time.

“Sorry to have kept you waiting, Tristan.” Nathaniel took off his coat and walked forward with a smile.

“No need to apologize. I’m happy that you made the effort to arrange this. A few extra minutes are nothing, especially since it’s rare for us to meet.” Tristan gestured for him to sit while he poured two cups of tea and handed one to his brother.

Nathaniel accepted the cup and discreetly set it aside. Whenever he was out, he was always cautious about food and drink- this wariness had become second nature.

“You asked to meet me on short notice. Is this about official matters or something personal?” Tristan took a sip from his cup and got straight to the point.

“Both,” Nathaniel replied, still smiling.

“Oh?” Tristan raised an eyebrow. “Let’s hear it, then.”

no need for me to hold back anymore.” Nathaniel sat up straighter,

and the succession question remains unresolved.

son and heir by birth, the throne should rightfully be yours. But there’s a growing unrest in the government, particularly from Matthias’ camp. He doesn’t seem fully supportive

his ambition, it’s only natural for him to take

ambition, so

our own abilities. But the problem now is, someone’s trying to

frowned. “What do

support Matthias for the throne.

Mosey family’s support speaks to his own ability.” Tristan kept his expression

head. “If you

you mean?”

an insatiable hunger for power. His support for Matthias isn’t born from true loyalty-he’s merely exploiting him for his own

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