An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

“Are you even qualified to sit while speaking to me?”

Austin’s words struck like the blow of a hammer. They were sharp and unrelenting, and they left no room for retort.

Langdon sat frozen and was momentarily speechless. He hadn’t expected a brat like Austin to have such a sharp tongue.

If he admitted he had come for personal matters, he would keep his pride intact, but he would lose control of the conversation. Everything he had prepared -and all the accusations he meant to throw-would be meaningless.

But if he insisted it was official business, he would have to show proper respect and offer a formal greeting. No matter how he answered, he would be conceding ground.

“I’ll ask one more time. Are you here on official or personal matters?” Austin asked coldly.

“O-Official matters.” Cornered, Langdon barely managed to get the words out.

“Well? Is this how an official conducts himself?” Austin pressed.

Langdon had no choice but to rise and offer a deep bow. “Your Highness, it’s an honor to stand before you.”

The other royal advisors quickly followed suit, and their earlier arrogance vanished as they stood and paid their respects.

Axel watched the shift unfold and couldn’t hide his admiration.

sharp-witted and strategic. With

Langdon, no need to be so serious. I was just having a little

and distant, but the next, he was

a seat.

Austin changed his attitude, Langdon

dare, Your Highness. I’ll just stand.” Langdon’s face

but never expected to be outplayed by Austin,

you wish, Uncle

down casually, then looked

he found himself at a loss for

being thrown off balance, that fire had all but sputtered out. Now, he couldn’t even muster

an eyebrow. “Cat got your tongue, Uncle

lockdown, and people are in

traitor, Of course,” Austin replied calmly. “I issued an official notice this morning, and everything is clearly stated there. Did none of you bother to

What notice? Why haven’t we

so it’s understandable if you missed it,” Austin said evenly. “I’ll have copies delivered to your homes later so no

off track, Langdon quickly interjected, “Forget the notice. Just tell me what crime did Sir Prescott commit that

much for West Lucozia. Even if he made a mistake, does that justify confiscating his

stand for this recklessness, nor would he allow you