"Yes, Your Highness." Aaron leaned forNolan slightly, put his tall hat against his chest, lowered his head and half bowed:
"Pusev and Vladimirsky," Aaron repeated in the typical politician's tone.
"Let the 'Odyssey Wolf' wait outside. After all, domesticated wolves are dogs, and the characteristic of dogs is loyalty, sufficient loyalty. He is an old acquaintance of the empire, and a few minutes is not a big deal. I want to meet the leader of the blood clan first." The crown prince said coldly.
"Yes, Your Highness."
After a brief ensemble like music, accompanied by the "tapping" sound of black leather shoes on the marble floor, the closing sound of the black piano lid, and the "creaking" sound of the handle of the magnificent door inlaid with gold lace being pushed open.
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