846 The Scholar's Arrival

The Young Prince blinked at the man who had just spoken, his inability to retort revealed just how ridiculous he found that belief to be.

However, thinking of the possibility of such a superstitious claim being true, the image of a certain someone's face came to his mind.

If there was a fool in his life then only that person could hold that title.

In the next second, Horace and Sigma were surprised to find their Master shuddering as disgust veiled his entire face.

"I lost my appetite…" Prince Draco muttered as he pushed aside the soft cookies that his previous nanny, Governess Bloom had sent over to his Palace just a while ago.

Horace scratched his cheek awkwardly as he had no intention of bothering his Master.

Those words had just slipped out of his mouth and now he knew that whoever his Master had thought of was sufficient to ruin his mood instantly.