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Though Julius was displeased, he dared not speak. While the two brothers continuously declined the
throne, unwilling to become the Prince, the reality was that the throne could only be claimed by one of
them.
Julius was aware of this fact and dared not entertain improper thoughts lest he meet the same fate as
Reagan.
“That’s enough, you rascals! I’m allowing you to inherit the throne, and you act as if it’s a punishment.
Is it that difficult to accept?” Rufus scolded, irritated by Dustin’s and Austin’s behaviors.
Neither of his sons wanted the throne, making it seem as if the position was worthless. Rufus felt
embarrassed to have this many dignitaries witness the spectacle.
“I’m really not interested. You might as well pass it to Austin.” Dustin shrugged.
“I’m incapable of taking up the responsibility. The Prince of West Lucozia has to be you!” Austin
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtasserted sternly.
“Silence! Both of you!”
Rufus slammed the table and snapped, “I will decide on this matter and will not tolerate your
stubbornness! If it weren’t for my ailing health, you would have had to wait a few more years for the
throne!”
Seeing Rufus upset, Austin kept his mouth shut. However, his determined expression revealed his
stance. Dustin, on the other hand, remained indifferent.
It took Rufus a couple of deep breaths to calm down. Forcing a smile, he addressed the group, “My
sons are not meeting expectations, and I apologize for the spectacle. Let’s talk about the throne
another time. Tonight, let’s just enjoy the food and drinks.”
“Come on, everyone, let’s raise our glasses!” Wyatt chimed in with a smile, attempting to diffuse the
tension.
He remained impartial and supported Rufus’ decision, whichever that might be. Gradually, the frosty
atmosphere dissipated, but the assembly was now divided into three camps.
Led by Lincon, the Marquis of Riverside, a faction emerged in support of Logan. Led by Tyrus, the
Marquis of Ravenwood, another faction emerged in support of Austin.
The remaining people, headed by Wyatt, the Marquis of Sunfire, maintained a neutral stance. They
chose not to participate in the struggle for the throne and would pledge allegiance to whoever took
charge.
Although their decision would not bring them any advantages, it spared them from any unnecessary
risks.
After the celebratory feast, everyone returned home.
Rufus summoned Dustin to his study. After a decade apart, the father and son could finally have a
peaceful conversation.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmTwo cups of tea were served, and Rufus broached the topic first. “Logan, now that you’ve settled an old
score and fulfilled your long-standing desire, isn’t it time to come back home?”
“I’m back now, aren’t I?” Dustin picked up his cup of tea and blew on it lightly.
“You know what I mean. I meant settling down for the long term, not just staying for a few days,” Rufus
said.
“I still have things to do.”
Dustin spoke without hesitation, “I promised Grace to help her in her search of the Dracan essences
after wiping out the Dragon Guard. Now that everything is resolved, it’s time I fulfill my promise.”
“I can send someone to help you search for the Dracan essences. There’s no need for you to go
personally,” Rufus suggested.
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