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When Rowan received word about his father recalling him to the castle, he temporarily separated from Fatima's group and went back. "You wanted to see me, father?" "Mhm... cough, cough... we are here to discuss your appointment as crown prince." "... I don't think many are going to be happy about that," Rowan replied when he saw the many disgruntled nobles in the great hall. There was also Albert who was glaring daggers at him. "Hmph, I doubt you care about whether these half-wits are unhappy or not. Remember that you can marry that woman after you've become crown prince and succeed me," Nemus replied. He had just called many of his retainers half-wits, yet a simple glare from him caused everyone to shut up. No one in the hall thought that the second prince's debauchery could land them