Nolan stood by the bedroom window with his hands behind his back.
"Arnold," he called.
Whoosh!
Arnold appeared like a shadow. Kneeling on one knee, he replied respectfully, "Your servant is here, my lord."
Nolan didn't turn around. Instead, he continued gazing at the night sky, where countless stars twinkled beautifully overhead.
"How did the surveillance go? Has Adalen been up to anything?"
"Reporting, my lord! Prince Adalen has indeed been making moves," Arnold replied calmly. "Over the past few weeks, he's been in constant contact with the Everlain imperial family."
"Oh?" Nolan raised an eyebrow slightly before turning to look at Arnold.
"Could it be that he and the Everlain imperial family are planning something?"
Arnold fell silent, unsure of how to answer. After all, Adalen was Nolan's brother.
Seeing Arnold hesitate, Nolan's suspicions only grew stronger. In a calm but cold voice, he said, "Don't hide anything from me. Just tell me. I won't blame you."
