118: THE CROWN PRINCE

THE CROWN PRINCE

Cane knew it was the voice of the crown prince, because they had a dispute before when he tried to get handsy with Leane. He would never forget that disgusting voice.

It was not a surprise to see him in this kind of place, since it suited his taste perfectly while the old man beside him was his advisor. Corry Maleen. He had been his advisor for as long as Cane could remember.

"Can you read their conversation?" He asked again after Iris came to stand beside him.

Iris looked at the cubicle that Cane pointed out, she squinted her eyes and looked at them carefully, thankfully, their faces were facing her, thus it was not difficult for her to read their lips.

"…this is too much. You have to stop bidding. We will not have enough money to buy it." Iris repeated what the old man was speaking, as she watched him scold the man beside him.

"That's just a rumor! No one knows if the item is really on the black market!" Alan, the crown prince of the Ogregon kingdom, glared at his advisor. He had been wanting to get rid of this old thing, but his father wouldn't agree.

"We shouldn't be here, we should go to the black market straightaway! The king will not be pleased to know this." Corry knew the crown prince's temper, he wouldn't be able to resist shiny things, especially at a chance to piling up his wealth with them.

"You can go back to the capital by yourself, so shut the fuck up, or I will sell you too."

That was a demeaning statement and very impudent of him, but Corry couldn't voice his anger, because at the end of the day, he was the crown prince. And even though there was no way he would be able to sell him, this man could find a thousand ways to make his life miserable when he became the king one day if he got on his bad side.

"What if you don't have enough money to buy that item?"

"I am the crown prince, I can pawn my golden stamp."

"You can't do that!" Corry was having a headache.

"Why not? I have done it before." Alan was very careless and didn't care much about the politics and what was important. For him, the king's words were gold and everyone needed to follow regardless.

The crown prince was thirty this year, but his mindset stayed the same as when he was only a seventeen years old brat. It was still questionable why the king chose him as his successor.

"You forgot what happened after you sold the golden stamp in the past?!"

Alan smirked and brushed him off nonchalantly, as he raised his token again. "Fifty thousand gold!"

And that was the final price for the diamond white tiger. He was sold to the crown prince at that exorbitant amount.

"That's what they said," Iris said, as she watched the two of them step back from the railing and couldn't be seen again.

"Hah! I know that he is so stupid," Redmond scoffed disdainfully.

"What happened when he sold the golden stamp in the past?" Will asked. It must have happened during their slavery time, thus they didn't hear any news on that.

"That caused such a ruckus because a few important documents were forged," Redmond said simply, but the aftermath of that crown prince's stupidity was dire. He was actually confined for half a year in his palace. "It happened five years ago and dealing with the aftermath had actually taken almost two years. The kingdom lost a few assets, especially some important documents and trade pacts. In the end, the person who forged the documents had never been found and the kingdom released a new stamp."

"And the king didn't learn from his mistake and gave it to him again?" Will was in disbelief.

Redmond chortled. "I think the king is bewitched. Many people thought that way, since the crown prince's mother is someone from the Andelus continent."

"Magic user?"

"Most people assumed that, but not many people have ever seen her. She shut herself in her own palace." That was all that Redmond knew about the imperial family. "Alpha, your mother is also from the imperial family, right?" He reminded him, but Ethan kicked his leg to shut him up.

On the other hand, Cane didn't care much about their conversation regarding Alan and what blunders that he had committed. His main focus was on the thing that he wanted to get from the black market.

It was hard to navigate things when he had never been in the black market himself. He didn't know much about the regulations and how things worked there.

Though he had asked Arthur to gather more information about it, but because he didn't have an access to go there, there was not much that he could offer.

On the stage, two men dragged the little boy away, because the next item would be auctioned.

Iris stared at the little boy, her heart twisted painfully to see how he cried his eyes out, calling for his mother. From what Redmond said, his mother had died. And if all you needed was their tears, what kind of things would they resort to get the job done?

Iris became very silent. She felt ill just by imagining that.1

"Here you go, the item that you want." Redmond propped his chin on his fist, as he stared at the stage lazily.

"This is a magical tattoo that can bring you to the world that you have never seen…" the auctioneer exaggerated his words.

"Nah, this guy is so dramatic," Redmond mumbled under his breath.

"We will open the price at thirty gold!"

Soon, the number started getting higher and higher, but Cane didn't start bidding at all. He didn't join the clamor.

"Are you bidding or not?" Redmond was perplexed to see the alpha not making a move.

However, one look from Cane was enough to shut him up immediately. He could feel the killing intent from him.

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