Alberu looked toward Taylor Stan with an elegant smile on his face.
"You will take control of the House of Stan and help me out if I give you the Healing Star?
"That is correct, your highness."
Taylor gave a short response, slightly bowed, and then observed Alberu.
He had quite the upright and firm gaze.
Alberu's evaluation of Taylor Stan, the man known as the trashed eldest son, was quickly modified.
'If Taylor Stan becomes the Marquis, his support would be quite useful for me.'
The Healing Star. It was a single-use power that would be helpful to Alberu sometime in the future if his life was in danger.
'But I don't need that power right now.'
What Alberu needed right now was to solidify his crown prince position that was slowly getting out of his grasp and his goal was to become the Sun of the Roan Kingdom to brighten its future.
'It's not a bad deal if there is a certainty that Taylor Stan would become the Marquis.'
As Alberu did not have support from any nobles right now, getting Taylor's loyalty would mean that he would not only get the House of Stan behind him, he would get the entire northwest region of the Roan Kingdom.
However, he still couldn't help but think it over.
'My mother gave me this power.'
This ancient power was something left behind for him by his mother.
His rationality and his emotions were clashing underneath his calmly smiling face.
"I understand your offer, young master Taylor, but I need time to think it over."
"Of course, your highness. I completely understand."
Taylor did not show any impatience. Instead, he pointed toward Cage who was standing behind his wheelchair.
"If you are worried that I would go back on my word, I do not believe you need to worry as I plan on making a Vow of Death, your highness."
Cage smiled once she made eye contact with Alberu. Alberu gave a benevolent smile back before looking elsewhere.
"You're the one who told Young master Taylor Stan that I had this power?"
"That is correct, your highness."
A man whose face was covered from the nose up with a white mask respectfully bowed. His actions were following the proper etiquettes while looking full of elegance.
Alberu's eyes clouded over and he had a gaze of suspicion that quickly disappeared as he looked down at the bowing person. Alberu addressed the man in the white mask with a gentle gaze once he raised his head.
"You dare to step foot in here."
Taylor and Cage flinched. Alberu had a warm expression on his face but the aura around him was cold.
Gulp.
Cage subconsciously gulped. The man in the white mask started speaking.
"Your highness, I understand that you are wary of a person, who knows about something you have hidden, coming to see you so openly. However, would you please give me a chance to chat with you?"
He was not being servile but not going overboard either.
Alberu quietly observed the reddish-brown eyes of the man in the white mask.
