Meanwhile, three figures stood on top of one tower in the imperial palace. They all gazed down at the warriors and wolves running around, looking for them.
"It's been a while since you smoked." Hugo glanced at Daniel, who lit up tobacco and puffed in the air. His brother plopped down on the roof leisurely, tilting his head back as smoke ascended.
"Did something happen while I was away?" he inquired, knowing that Daniel only lit a smoke whenever he had a lot of things in mind.
"Nothing, little brother. Aside from that Father is very annoyed this time." Daniel chuckled as he passed the match to Garrett, which the latter accepted. "Garrett, I can't believe you will help him just because you want to see Cora."
"I'm sorry, Your Highness. I just miss my wife so I understood His Grace's feelings." Garrett crouched after lighting up a stick. "His Majesty will surely try to kill me tomorrow."
