After stepping into the castle, Boston felt a knot in his stomach. He had been here before, but only for official matters.

He was always escorted by guards or attendants, but this time, Austin himself had led him inside. Boston felt both honored and somewhat overwhelmed. Since when had he earned such treatment?

Austin had brushed off higher-ranking officials, so why was he showing him so much attention? Was it because his shiny bald head made him stand out? He had no answers, only a growing curiosity as he followed Austin into the meeting room.

"Sit." After Austin sat at the head of the table, he raised his hand and gestured for Boston to do the same.

"No… no need. I'll just stand." Boston smiled awkwardly.

"Just sit down. Why are you so nervous? I won't bite," Austin said in a dismissive tone.

"Y-Yes, Your Highness." Boston didn't dare refuse again and obediently took a seat. He was six feet three inches tall, yet he looked like a startled rabbit. He sat up straight and didn't