Richard's POV:
It didn't take long for Diego to return and tell me that Rufus had gone to the manor.
It was time for me to put on an act, so I walked to the dressing room excitedly. "I want to wear the most gorgeous clothes to celebrate my victory."
"Why don't you wear Prince Rufus' favorite color today? You can also piss him off by doing that."
Indeed, no one knew me better than Diego. I looked at him approvingly and said, "Great idea. Bring me that red cloak here."
"Red... Red cloak?" Diego wanted to say something but stopped on second thought. Then he said hesitantly, "Price Rufus doesn't seem to like such a color."
I snorted coldly, "If I say he likes that color, he likes it, okay? Who the hell are you to tell me what to do?"
"I'm sorry, Prince Richard. I'll get it for you right now," Diego quickly said.
After getting dressed, I rushed to the council hall to look for my father.
This was where he usually gathered his ministers. At this moment, many elders were walking out of the hall. They should have just finished the meeting.
I hurried into the hall and randomly grabbed a white-bearded elder. "Where is my father?"
The elder was obviously surprised by my sudden appearance and question. He patted his chest in a bid to calm himself down before he answered, "Prince Richard, why are you in a hurry?"
"Something terrible happened. Is he on the second floor?" I said, pretending to be anxious. Although I already knew where my father was, I had to pretend I didn't know to deceive everyone.
"Yes, he's still in the meeting room," the elder said, pushing up his eyeglasses.
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