I am not obligated to deal with this woman, I concluded. Understanding does not translate to tolerance. I let out a polite chuckle and turned to Alastor, "Anyway. Where's the King?"
Lapia exhaled through her nose next to me.
The man took a second to make a decision, then nodded, "His Highness Prince Rinald is this way."
"Hpmh!" the Princess harrumphed and took a step forward, "Have you-"
"Nice," I interrupted her, giving the Minister a look. "Please lead the way."
He turned around and walked past the Princess to the staircase.
Me and Lapia followed, and soon the Princess was behind us as well.
Fortunately for everyone involved, the woman didn't say a word while we walked through the palace.
We reached the end of the stairs and then went up another. After going up three stories, Alastor walked into a hallway that lead deeper into the palace.
