Richard's POV:

It didn't take long for Diego to return and tell me that Rufus had gone to the manor.

It was time for me to put on an act, so I walked to the dressing room excitedly. "I want to wear the most gorgeous clothes to celebrate my victory."

"Why don't you wear Prince Rufus' favorite color today? You can also piss him off by doing that."

Indeed, no one knew me better than Diego. I looked at him approvingly and said, "Great idea. Bring me that red cloak here."

"Red... Red cloak?" Diego wanted to say something but stopped on second thought. Then he said hesitantly, "Price Rufus doesn't seem to like such a color."

I snorted coldly, "If I say he likes that color, he likes it, okay? Who the hell are you to tell me what to do?"

it for you right

getting dressed, I rushed to the council

this moment, many elders were walking out of the hall. They should have just finished

grabbed a

by my sudden appearance and question. He patted his chest in a bid to calm himself down before he answered, "Prince Richard, why are you in a hurry?" "Something terrible happened. Is he on the second floor?" I said, pretending to be anxious. Although I already knew where my father was, I had to pretend I didn't

meeting room," the elder said, pushing up

"Okay, thank you."

plan went smoothly. I was sure that everyone saw the anxiety

persuade my father to send out troops to look for Rufus. In this

father and his confidant, Fitch, talking about Rufus. I quickly stepped back and hid behind

The mess is being cleaned now." I heard Fitch's

he said, "He attacked the guards guarding the city and ran out. No one dared

my father coughed even harder. Then I heard the clatter of porcelain bowls. He must

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