Josh Edward gave a surprised look, but quickly shook it off. He beckoned the butler to leave. Then he stood up, holding a glass of wine in his hand. "You're young but talented. The Magus Tower relies on you. The empire relies on you. Let's drink to the empire!"
"To the empire!" All the magic casters rose and drained their glasses in one gulp, their eyes shining with fanatical confidence.
"It's getting late. I've arranged rooms for you. I'm sure the girls there will give you a good night's sleep."
"Thank you, my prince."
"You're too kind, my prince."
"The empire will thrive when you become the king one day, my prince."
They all started kissing up to him.
Josh waved his hands. "I'm just the second prince. My brother, the first prince, will become the king. You should go now. Don't make the girls wait."
After they left, the smile on his face was replaced by a look of disgust and contempt.
