Ch. 188: "I'm sorry." [1]

In the softly illuminated dining hall, an elegant mahogany table stood proudly at the room's center, its polished surface shining under the warm glow. Meticulously adorned with gleaming silverware and delicate porcelain dishes overflowing with culinary delights, the aroma of fine cuisine wafted through the air, enticing the senses of all present. 

The gentle clinking of cutlery bounced against the walls, intertwining with the subdued conversations of the three gentlemen seated around the table. Meanwhile, servants moved gracefully, attending to the diners' needs discreetly, their footsteps muffled by the plush carpets that lined the floor. 

Mathias lowered the goblet from his lips and turned his attention toward Nathaniel, who sat beside Adrian. "Ah, isn't Your Highness turning 16 years old this year?"

Meeting Mathias's gaze with a nod, Nathaniel confirmed, "Yes, that's correct."