Chapter 382

The news that Prince Isierd had been named Crown Prince reached Pernoa just as he was reading a letter. His hand clenched, and the paper crumpled with a sharp, satisfying sound.

Rosinante hurried to pick up the letter that had fallen to the floor in a wrinkled heap and smoothed it open.

*“**Is it not only fair that when one thing is given, another must follow in return?* *If you grant me what I desire, then I shall allow your side to set the date for the engagement ceremony.**“*

Oh, my.

Rosinante clicked his tongue at the provocative reply.

“Please compose yourself, Young Lord. Presenting a gift to Miss Riersha requires the Imperial Family’s approval first…”

“That’s right.”

“…”

“That is how it should be.”

Pernoa twisted his lips into a irritable smirk. His red eyes were calm, yet something churned beneath the surface.

“Sending the Emperor away to convalesce…