Lucien sat on the stool next to the small servant bed, looking boredly at the ten years old boys that munched down his meal, mercilessly.
Owen finally stopped chewing, snapping his head in the prince's direction. "How long do you plan to keep staring at me? Where is my sister??" He frowned.
Lucien chuckled.
"For a servant boy, he sure is mouthy", Lord Elliot grinned, thrusting his hands into his pockets as he continued to stare down at the boy.
Lucien nodded, "Indeed".
Owen's frown deepened. "Do not underestimate me! I will find my sister whether you let me or not!" He clutched his fist.
Lucien crooked a brow, "Oh really? How about I take away your meal and we will see how long you last without food again, huh?"
Owen's brows instantly quirked, clutching his fingers onto the plate of
