In the late spring of the following year, the royal palace of Jantar.
The youngest Prince, who was seven years old, confidently went to the room with a letter.
"Invitation, father. I received an invitation this year as well."
The King looked down at his younger son and smiled gently.
"What kind of invitation do you mean, baby?"
Prince Franz's small hand unfolded a luxurious Invitation.
"I received an invitation from Halias. It's been two years since I became a letter friend with Liana. Please allow me to make a surprise visit as a birthday present."
The Queen, who was sitting next to the King like a picture, opened her surprised eyes and asked back.
"Prince, do you mean you want to visit Halias? Leaving this mother?"
"I can take the nanny with me. I'll only attend the birthday banquet and be back soon, Mother."
The Queen burst into laughter as if she had heard nonsense.
"Oh my God, Franz... You can't dry your hair yourself. But how will the Prince go to that rugged Halias alone?"
This time, a mischievous smile appeared on Franz's face.
"She also has a plan for me, Mother. I'm going to find a way to go to Halias alone, so don't stop me!"
Beside the queen, the King shook his head excitedly.
Then, after greeting him casually, the Prince parted his lips as soon as he left the room.
"I'm really worried about what will happen in the future. Considering that Bioden and Yesiel were decent at that age..."
The Queen put her hand on her husband's shoulder as if to soothe him.
"The Crown Prince wasn't normal."
Then he added a word with a sad face.
"Yesiel... Because she wasn't feeling very well."
"Hmm, how can he be out of touch?"
At the King's question, the Queen lowered her head without cheering.
"...The Crown Prince cares a lot."
"He might as well keep her around since he's not going to help her anyway."
"My heart is the same... What should I do if I tell my child that the sea breeze will be good?"
It was a few years ago that Princess Yesiel began to suffer from a full-fledged illness.
Frail from birth, she didn't make it to the age of ten, so it's not surprising that she had a hidden illness.
The Princess, who once seemed to be about to leave the world, still managed to endure it.
The best councilors and shamans worked for the Princess, and even in the temple, prayers for her were always the first to be prayed.
Also, it is touching that Crown Prince Bloden is working hard for his sister, so maybe one day he will shake off his seat and get up.
The king and his wife comforted each other and swallowed their longing for their daughter
***
'Banquet, banquet, banquet.'
Theodore, barely alone, let out an irritated sigh.
It has been one year since he was abandoned in the royal palace, according to his father's wishes.
He doesn't know how many banquets are held on the subject of this guy's royal family reaching out to Halias, big and small.
Since his father's excuse for the royal family was to find a spouse, Theodore had to go through all the banquets and laugh soullessly.
A spouse.
His older brother, Caliph, who is two years older than him, has no intention of getting married yet, but his father said he would marry Theodore off, who has just graduated from the academy, first.
Theodore was even more unbelievable that he had deceived the King with such a ridiculous excuse, but the King certainly had no reason to refuse.
[ Friends are close.
But the enemy is closer. ]
According to a quote he heard somewhere, Jantar had to get close to Halias.
Halias is their friend and a powerful enemy who can turn around at any time.
Moreover, according to his father's intuition, the King may not know the relationship between the shaman and the Crown Prince.
'Then there is no reason for me to be reluctant to stay in the royal family.'
Externally, Theodore was still the Crown Prince's best friend.
In his father's opinion, that's not the case.
"Young Master! Young Master Theodore!"
Theodore reflexively turned when he was suddenly called.
'It was a haven that I had come to because I wanted to be alone for a while...'
However, the eyebrows, which were about to be distorted for a while, quickly straightened back as if they had never done it before.
This is because the sound of Prince Franz's footsteps running to him resembles that of the youngest child left at home.
Theodore came to his side and knelt at the foot of the Prince, who was breathing.
"Why are you running here... Haha? Did you find me?"
"Yes!"
Franz nodded, and his blonde, much lighter than Bioden's, sparkled dazzlingly.
It was as unquestionable evidence of royalty as Meridy's red hair.
Theodore almost stroked the hair as he would with his younger siblings, but then he came to his senses and asked back.
"What's going on? You want me to teach you swordsmanship again?"
Franz continued to gasp and shake his head, then asked the wrong question.
"You don't want to go home, Young Master?"
Theodore laughed.
When did my desire to go home become a situation that even this little Prince could gauge?
"Honestly, I want to go a little."
Then the mischievous prince's lips widened.
"Let's go home, Theodore."
"...Yes?"
"Let's go to Hallas. It's Liana's birthday!"
***
'If I had known that, I wouldn't have answered that I wanted to go home.'
Theodore struggled for a long time to resist the Prince's request to take him to Halias.
Children often have vain dreams, but he didn't expect that the seven-year-old royal family would take them to the rugged land north of the temple.
"If Caliph found out, he would faint."
Theodore knew that Shion and Liana sent invitations to the Prince every summer and winter.
Then, the Prince, who could not attend the banquet, would express his sincerity with a big gift, all of which was of course the fault of Caliph.
He doesn't make the little Prince sad, who will never accept the Invitation, and he is a trick that will make Halias's younger siblings happy.
There was no way he had the option of returning with the Prince.
"Oh no, it's a big deal."
Anyway, today was a full moon day.
Over the past year, Theodore has done his best as the son of Halias.
There were also several spies planted by Grand Duke Halias in the palace, but every month on the afternoon of the full moon, the Crown Prince would disappear from the palace as if evaporating.
[ Seize the scene where he meets with the shaman. ]
That was one of his father's requests, but the reality was that he hadn't seen a single hair of the shaman for a year.
But today it will be different.
Theodore took out a small glass bottle that he had hidden in his arms.
A potion given to him by the guardian of hia castle.
She said that if he drank it, his existence would become very blurred and would not be felt by others.
Does that make sense?
Of course, he can try it now to see if it makes sense or not.
Even a short break by himself had been ruined by the Prince.
Theodore took a sip of the potion from the glass jar with a resigned face.
He shook off the medicine until not a single drop came out, and looked down at his hands and feet.
'Do you see it well?'
He was expecting his body to become transparent, but he guessed it was just a mistake.
He wasn't disappointed because he didn't have high expectations.
Theodore walked out of the garden vigorously.
As he climbed the stairs of Jantar's main palace, he encountered several maids carrying baskets.
Naturally, he thought he would be greeted, so he reflexively tilted his head, but the maids flirted with each other and passed by.
'Could it be that others can't see me?'
When he looked down and looked at hia hands again, he could see the ten fingers wearing gloves very clearly.
Theodore slowly climbed the stairs.
He met other courtiers and some nobles, but none of them pretended to know him.
It was ridiculous.
Theodore Halias was now a celebrity in the Jantar Palace.
Looking for a replacement for Halias's son.
Sometimes, for a high-ranking nobleman, having a second son would be a barrier, but this did not work for most people.
Halias has more surnames than descendants.
Most of the castles of Halias were managed by proxies, so even if they were illegitimate son, they would accept at least one castle.
Just like the current Stone Age's lord, Philip Halias.
Also, how about the nickname of the youngest sword master on the continent shining next to Theodore's name, a smile so affectionate that it doesn't fit.
In this quagmire of socializing thrown by his father, Theodore was a mouthwatering prey for a second child.
The old lady of the Dante family just passed by such Theodore.
'Is this okay?'
Theodore, who was looking around with emotion, entered the upper floor and almost bumped into a maid.
"Oh, I'm sorry."
He was even more surprised because the maid seemed to be surprised after he made his voice a habit, but unexpectedly, the maid blushed.
"I had no idea you were standing here. I'm sorry."
That's why when he tried to make a gesture, it seemed like he was being seen.
'Garcia, it's amazing...'
Theodore went up and down the stairs a few more times, fully realizing the potion's effectiveness.
Then he admired Garcia and went to visit the Crown Prince's residence.
Be careful not to bump into anyone this time.
Even the guards guarding the Crown Prince's palace didn't greet him, so it was even fun to carry out the mission.
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