''.....'' Dante paused, meeting the emperor's golden eyes. He said nothing in response and only stared fixedly at the emperor.
Some servants, who couldn't keep their lips closed any longer started to remark about the duke's blatant disrespect to the emperor in hushed tones.
It only took a glance from Baron Sylvester, and the noisy servants sealed their lips as if they were never talking in the first place.
Meanwhile, Kaiser remained as impassive as ever. It was as if the situation did not include him at all.
''I am waiting for an answer, Duke hayes.'' The emperor spoke, aware that his former dear friend knew what he was talking about.
''...Yes, your imperial majesty.'' Dante replied after a pause. Just like the emperor thought, he was aware why the emperor was speaking as if he owed himself a favor.
Well, that was true.
