The shadows of the old world, the tides of the new era. Light and darkness, chaos and dawn... arise alternately in a world of machinery and witchcraft!
But what does this have to do with me, ...
"Father, don't worry. Maybe the prince just wants to have some fun. After all, he has several beautiful women around him. It's normal for him to have just escaped death!" Vincent said.
"But there's only one!"
King Dansu was still worried.
Now I do everything with caution...
"This doesn't mean anything. Besides, we've been very cautious and haven't been anywhere recently. We shouldn't have been discovered." Sylvie said on the other side.
"We have to be careful. Let's put it this way. If nothing happens this time, we'll keep a low profile and try not to have any contact with the outside world... Of course, normal activities will continue."
What King Dansu called activities were just visits and some memorial activities.
After all, the people did not know the king's current situation, and with the help provided by Jagun, many people were on his side.
"Of course that's no problem, but father...we have to do something to make things difficult for this prince, otherwise he will always be spying on us and we won't be able to fight back!" Vincent's words immediately attracted the attention of his family.
"Tell me about it."
"Isn't this prince currently following a witch? We can use this to our advantage. For example, we can ask for the princess to be betrothed to him in your name..."
"What do you mean?"
Sylvie on the side was a little angry.
"Don't be angry. We know our current status may not be worthy of the Desert Prince, but we can let the people in the palace speak. There are others, even princesses from other desert countries... As long as father spreads the news, they will definitely understand."
"If our prince insists on marrying this witch, he will lose a lot of supporters. But if he doesn't, he will probably be very sad. As long as we divert his attention, we may still have time."
Vincent's words made King Dansu's eyes light up.
His son has inherited his sensitive political mind.
"You mean to use my reputation as a scapegoat for you?" Perhaps the only person who was unhappy was Sylvie herself.
"Sister Wang! This is for our entire family."