Royal concern

Chapter 1 - Proposal at dusk

Walking down the street, Alberu had set his mind to search for Cale Henituse today.

He had contemplated his options, and given his position, he was not in a place capable of refusing the queen's orders conveniently. That is if he still desired the throne.

Truthfully, Alberu did not plan on marrying at all. Especially, if it was a political marriage. Not anytime soon. However, what's set is set. And his ambition overweigh his little marriage plan. 

But the cherry on top? His intended spouse would be Cale Henituse, the man so famous for irresponsibility that rumours claimed his only accomplishment in life was once drinking a bar out of alcohol.

However, if he were a man to be crumbled by such a thing, he wouldn't even have prevailed that far.

He will demonstrate his worth more by the day. A marriage is not going to conquer him.

Although it is a slightly bothersome issue.

Cale Henituse is a man nicknamed 'trash'. And looking at his actions, he presumably won't be happy marrying the Crown Prince as that would compel him to a royally reputed lifestyle.

But dragging him shouldn't be all that difficult after he figures out his desire. After all, everyone wants something. If he is lucky, it would be money, power, or fame. Whatever it is, he's confident of his abilities to provide it.

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Cale Henituse might not be as simple as he deemed him to be.

Alberu has resolved to go and see the man personally. To negotiate a deal with him privately. It won't be anything serious. He just wants to have a general idea of what that man would want. That is why he has followed him when he has gone out of the Hentiuse mansion. He has taken his dark elf form while hiding his face with a veil. It's easier to figure out the man's intent while disguised and then approach him as the Crown Prince.

He can not risk being in a political relationship with anyone after all. This is why he will follow him for a day and plan his next move after studying the man.

Cale Henituse first went to drink tea in a tea shop called 'The Fragrance of Tea with Poetry'. It's the tea shop owned by the bastard son, Billos Flynn, who has hidden his identity. He had taken over the entire 3rd floor for himself and paid with a golden coin.

A golden coin for tea.

'Who tips like that for a cup of tea?'

Well, that was not bizarre at all.

After finishing his "golden" tea, Cale wandered off to a bakery, buying their entire stock with another golden coin. Watching him hand it over with the attitude of a bored nobleman playing at generosity, Alberu could only think, 'Is he on some eccentric spending spree? Is this a daily thing for him?'

It seems like his task is not going to be that easy.

Alberu had then followed Cale to the slums. Was Cale Henituse a kindhearted person in secret doing charity? But no. Cale's slum trip wasn't for charity—unless you counted the strange charity he was giving to a man-eating tree.

After Cale has finished feeding the man-eating tree, which was just ere the set of sun. Alberu followed him while he was on his way back to the tea shop and then called him. He ought to figure out at least a glimpse of this ambiguous guy.

"Are you calling me?"

Cale Henituse had a stoic expression, but his eyes exposed his confusion. A dark-skinned man was calling him. That means he is likely a Southern. Either from the Whipper Kingdom or the Jungle. And such a man was calling him.