The moment she was dragged out of the room, the hall itself became silent, and the king sighed with a flicker of annoyance in his red eyes, "D*mn it. She's that kind of person."
The prince sighed and comforted his father, "My king, don't feel bad, we were all deceived by her."
The king nodded, although he was clenching his hand on the throne chair; everyone assumed that he was angry from being deceived, but the prince and Blake knew the truth was different.
The king was feeling humiliated, and he wished he could throttle his son's neck, but he couldn't do that. Although the court belongs to him, the prince has hidden allies in the court, which belongs to the prince.
It's not the time to show his true cards, so he turned to the prince, "Alright, since the mess is over and the truth is out."
"You can return to your room."
The prince nodded, "Yes, thank you, my king."
