C222 CHAPTER222

Brooks was in a state of panic when he noticed Devon's mounting anger.

"Palace... Your Highness," the old man stammered, his voice quivering, "we've prepared a residence for you. It's not here... You arrived without notice... We were unaware."

"Is this somehow my fault?" Devon asked.

"I wouldn't presume to suggest that!" The old man was on the verge of tears. This couldn't be the Third Prince