"My grandson's presence at this ritual is not just to introduce him to you, but also to have his name added to the Taira clan's family tree," Ryuuten announced firmly.
A ripple of disbelief ran through the hall. Although they had long suspected it, hearing it confirmed aloud still stunned everyone.
Ryuuten could easily read their thoughts—but he didn't care. He was their emperor, and his decisions were absolute.
"I disagree!"
The loud voice cut through the murmurs from below.
Ryuuten frowned, his gaze sharp as he fixed it on the speaker—his own son, Ryuusei.
"What do you mean?" he asked coldly.
Ryuusei straightened, his glare shifting toward Nolan, and spoke with restrained disapproval. "Father, isn't this too sudden? He is the son of a woman who never fulfilled her duties as a princess. Is it truly appropriate to record his name in the imperial family's inscription?"
The ministers were stunned. None had expected Ryuusei to voice his objection so openly.
