The elderly man sighed once more with the anxious anticipation of the two, who were waiting for his response. He shuffled on his seat as if he suddenly felt uncomfortable with a story that he needed to flash back in his memory to provide the two young men an answer.
"It's because of Joon-woo." He finally spoke after the long silence.
The king and his right hand seem to mirror each other with how they gave out a surprised expression before looking at each other in sync.
"My father?" Nathan asked, looking back at his uncle. The elder man nodded.
"As the two of you know, my brother is the late King's right hand. It is also written in border traditional script that the right hand is the only person required to get rid of the baby." He started, as he gaze towards the two. "But.. your father
