Chapter 505 - Volume 3
The dark clouds were like a layer of frost, Marquis Yoakam breathed out white mist as he held onto the railings on the manor, his pale white face seemed to smile.
“This weather is surely terrible, My Lord,” the servant behind him grumbled.
His master was wearing a leopard coat, and he just rubbed his arms, “Although it may be cold now in the winter, it will not stop our burning passion.”
“Do you mean your ambition?”
Marquis Yoakam just laughed and put his hands on the railing. He was looking at the two horse-driven carriages that were traversing through the forest before stopping in front of the manor’s front gate.
In the building’s hall now, there were many beautifully dressed nobles. Although they were people with a fair amount of influence around these places, but the meeting going on tonight was one that decided the fate of the Kingdom, so they were merely side characters around the place.
And the true players of this game were the people in those carriages-
Feeling her gaze on himself, Brendel felt a little embarrassed. He shifted his shoulders, Ahh, shit. I didn’t expect him to be here.