Ch143

* Two months later *

"Young Master, Duke Idris has arrived."

Taking a sip in the glass of wine, Lionel looked at the butler who had his eyes fixated on the floor. The butler who worked for him, looked strangely calm yet the uneasiness and fear he was having couldn't escape Lionel's gazes. He leaned a little backwards in his chair and questioned in a gentle tone of voice, "How about my guest?"

"She is waiting for the call in the guest room."

Lionel stared at the nearest building and nodded his head slightly, "Alright, it's time for a great show. Get him here."

"Yes, Young Master."

'The Serenity Palace', was known as the emperor of Oregano, Randolph Arshelan's palace. Rumours had it that the emperor was too infatuated with the palace for some reason so he wouldn't let anyone not even his son in the palace.

Seated on his horse, Idris looked at the magnificent building in the distance. His eyes fell on the board on which the words 'Serenity Palace' were carved beautifully. His hatred was