"P-Pr-Prince X-Xanthus?"
Frozen from shock and fear, Aldrin stuttered his words in a clumsy voice while his orbs were wadded big. Just by having a glance at his furious golden eyes, his feet started to tremble a bit with cold chills running down his spine.
"Why are you looking at me as if I am a ghost, huh? You were bad-mouthing behind me just a second ago…" An angry sneer sliced the corner of his lips as Xanthus grumbled at him, walking another step inside.
But by this moment, almost all the other ministers, including Randall had panicked to see him arrive all of a sudden. While everyone bowed their heads before him, Aldrin too bowed his head as lower as possible, folding his arms to offer his apology.
"F-Forgive my insolence, Y-Your Grace! I…I wouldn't dare to speak ill about you…I-It's just that…I..I was chatting comfortably with Commander R-Randall… N-Nothing else…" His voice fumbled as he couldn't speak properly out of extreme fear.
