Theron saw all of this through his Third Eye. He almost brazenly swept it, and yet even the Crown Prince himself only looked around for a brief moment, then felt as though he had sensed something wrongly. Or rather, if there really was a Third Eye that was so subtle, it must have belonged to a senior he couldn't afford to offend anyway, so there was no point in pursuing the matter regardless.
Aetherion swept his gaze over the surroundings, and the geniuses of the Nightingale Province had already stood to their feet.
Theron took another bite of food and followed suit. There was never anything to pick at him for when it came to his actions, and matters related to pride were less important to him than the ultimate outcome.
Even though the last time he came across this Crown Prince he had all but threatened to take his life, Theron reacted as though he couldn't recall this at all.
