Princess Rupert looked at the latter with a touch of emotion.
But during the conversation, a servant walked in from outside, bowed his head, and said:
"Your Highness, Mr. Achilles has arrived."
The hall suddenly became quiet.
Saisheer and the people behind, Hilveld and Elisa couldn't help but exchange glances, but none of them spoke.
Aleph was staring at the pile of intelligence reports on the table, suddenly feeling that his future title as King of Sand seemed somewhat undeserved. Not mentioning the comparison to such a retainer like Saisheer, even compared to his half-sister 'elder sister', he fell far short.
In fact, in the eyes of the outside world, this Grand Princess was the best candidate to succeed as King of Sand, but his father ultimately chose him—he still didn't understand why. Could it really be that, as rumors suggested, there was a rift between his father and his 'elder sister'? Yet now it seemed not quite like that.
