Episode 3: First eting – Chapter 10.1
Calian ascended on to the platform and smiled and waved at the throngs. He was grateful that that was all that was required of him. King Ruin gave a long welco address to the crowd, thanking them for their visit. The following proceedings involved an awarding of knighthoods, the promotion of several noble titles, and the bestowance of wealth.
After the event at the square, Calian waved to the crowd again before returning to the palace.
He knew that people were murmuring themselves throughout the event. He had decided that he wanted to be more noticeable after all.
However, he never expected the words in their mouths to be about what a perfect princely image he was.
When he returned to his room, Calian ate the lunch that Yan had left for him. He hadn’t forgotten his promise to finish his als, and afterwards he changed into a fresh set of clothes.
The next event was a tea party, not a banquet, and he had insisted on a simpler outfit to wear. However, as a flourish he added a decorative pin chosen with Marilyn’s help.
‘How about the smallest one.’
Calian fastened three rows of delicate chains that connected either side of his collar, with a small pendant in the middle of the shortest chain. Calian deed the other ornants too flashy for his tastes, so he decided to wear the other pins only with his other clothes.
Calian would not anticipate the reaction this ornant would bring.
Having finished his preparations on ti, Calian left Chermil Palace and stepped into the carriage again.
“I’m quite nervous,” he said, his face bleach-white.
Yan nodded, his face looking less vital than usual as well.
Assisting Calian today was as chaotic as a day in battle. It was fortunate that the luncheon had been cancelled.
Next they would go to the Ceignes Pavilion, where Calian had dinner with Viscount Brissen not long ago. Today, however, the pavilion would be host to a tea party, and the Calian and the other princes were to greet the other guests.
“Yan, you said your family was also in Kailis?” Calian asked as he thought about the nobles he was about to et.
While most nobles in Secretia lived on their own land, Kailisian nobles sotis resided in the capital city for most of the year and had soone else manage their estates.
Yan’s family seed the sa, and he once told Calian that his family lived in the city. The sudden ntion of the attendant’s family caused his eyes to go round.
“You rember, My Prince. My sister and father are at ho, and the rest of my family lives in the city.”
Calian smiled awkwardly. He rembered this particular details from the old Calian’s mories, not from his own.
“Then will they co to the palace today?”
This ti it was Yan who forced a smile.
“If they’re invited, they will co,” he replied shortly.
He seed reluctant to speak about them.
The servants who worked in the royal palace did not reveal their nas, sotis using false nas or aliases instead.
When Yan first ca to the palace, his na was checked and his background strictly investigated to determined whether he was trustworthy or not. After that, he never revealed his true na. Many of the highborn who worked as servants or maids do not want to ntion where they ca from, because they were a child from an unnad family.
Knowing that Yan might be in such a situation, Calian nodded and didn’t pursue the topic further.
At last the carriage arrived at the Ceignes Pavilion. Calian descended from the carriage and Yan tidied up his appearance.
The prince straightened his posture once again and walked towards the banquet hall where the nobles were gathered. Calian nodded to the knight standing by the entrance, who opened the door and heralded his arrival.
“The third prince, Prince Calian Rein Kailis, has arrived!”
The nobles who did opted not to struggle in the crowd to see the king were all gathered for the 2 o’clock tea at the pavilion. Their eyes turned to one place, and all at once the sa thought entered their minds.
‘The rumor was true!’
Those gathered here now were the most influential high-ranking nobles, known as the central nobility. As such, information traveled quickly among them.
There were two stories they had heard: that Franz had co to the venue under the influence of alcohol, and a few had confird seeing Franz as such.
– The third prince resembled Sispanian!
These were the other words ca out of the people’s mouths after the event. When the rumor was passed along, the other nobles laughed. One could not make such grandiose statents about hair and eye color after a re haircut.
The nobles could not have imagined the Calian that stood before them.
When Calian walked into the room after the knight announced his arrival, it was like the sky had turned upside down. The nobles all began to examine with astounded eyes every minor detail in his appearance.
The boy’s handso face and bright crimson eyes trapped everyone’s gazes.
A regal smile graced his lips, and every footstep was taken with a dignified bearing. There was an inherent stateliness to him that did not just co from practice.
‘When did that happen...’
Calian was fully proving himself to be worthy of being a mber of the Royal Family of Kailis. It was no exaggeration to say that with those eyes and hair, he truly did resemble Sispanian.
It wasn’t just his figure. The clothes that Calian was wearing caught their attention as well.
He wore pants and a shirt of the sa white color, along with a fitted blue jacket that ca down to the knees. There were no ornants except a button on the long jacket, so that the focus was drawn instead to the jewel sparkling on his neck.
If it were not for that, the nobles would not have been so awestruck. Gracing his throat was a ruby pendant that shone exactly the sa color of his eyes, a color that the original Calian would never have chosen.
“It sounds like he’s saying he won’t live in hiding anymore.”
“That’s right.”
They did not know that Calian was secretly pleased that Franz called him “bloody eyes”, or that his eyes were also the sa color as rubies.
The noblen, who grasped the statent of Calian’s clothing, felt a chill in their spine. Then, realizing that they had not yet greeted him, hurried to say hello. It was a sharp change.
Calian had turned into a perfect prince, and he looked directly into the eyes of the nobles as they gave their greetings to him.
“Pleased to et you,” he returned with a slight smile.
After this, he imdiately sat down.
He didn’t give much after that, and he felt more relaxed after giving only a brief exchange.
However, his short remarks started to cause problems.
“Pleased to et you? I’ve never been spoken to like this before! What does this an!”
Soon the nobles began to try to dig into the hidden aning of Calian’s short words with silent glances among themselves.
‘Acha,’ Calian blithely scolded himself.
He thought he would draw attention, but he didn’t expect it to be to this degree and had forgotten his proper greetings to the nobles.
“It’s alright, Your Highness. I’ll deal with this!” Yan whispered reassuringly behind him.
If either of them had realized the situation, they would have known the true astounding worth of Kalisian rubies, found from Sispanian’s nests which had been empty for 500 years.
In addition, soone watching Calian would not be in a hurry to look away.
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