The Crown of Rutile Quartz: Volume 1 Part 1 by Surume Enoki

Author:Surume Enoki
Language: eng
Format: epub

Slaine did not remember much of what the Marquess of Nordenfelt said after that. After several more days, the death of the king and the royal family would be announced, and two weeks later, the kingdom would hold a state funeral with representatives from the nobility and neighboring kingdoms in attendance.

It was also decided that Slaine would be treated as crown prince for the time being, with a coronation ceremony to be held some time in the fall—at which time he would be formally proclaimed King of Hasenvalia.

That was all the information that Slaine managed to retain—the particulars went in one ear and out the other.

For now, Slaine was to reside in a room at the back of the third floor of the palace, the highest room in the castle—and the former residence of the Crown Prince Michael, or so he was told. Its furnishings were high quality, though not particularly extravagant in appearance.

Although Slaine was now the crown prince, first in line to succeed the throne, it was nevertheless difficult to pass the time in the private chambers of a prince who had passed away only days earlier. Couldn’t he at least sleep in a guest room?

When Slaine went to consult Lord Behrendorf about the matter, the viscount refused, citing “security concerns.” The palace was structured such that the royal family’s private chambers were located in areas not easily accessible to those outside staff or approved guests.

The viscount asked for Slaine’s understanding—with the kingdom in the state that it was, they could not afford to risk the loss of the crown prince, however unlikely such an event might have been.

Slaine sat silently on the couch that, until two weeks before, had belonged to the real crown prince—not the feeble substitute that he was—and stared blankly into space.

He refused lunch. He had no appetite, nor any will to sleep. He had slept nearly a day and a half on the journey to the capital, after all.

The sight of the room in his eyes, even the air that filled his lungs—none of it felt real at all. He had only just laid his mother to rest and had been about to secure work—but in the blink of an eye, he had become the crown prince.

He had no idea what to make of any of this. He did not understand the extent of what he did not understand—he did not even know what to think. What sort of thoughts did a crown prince pass the time thinking about?

At that moment, he heard a light tap at the door and then a woman’s voice.

“Pardon me, Your Royal Highness.”

Slaine stiffened in surprise.

“Your Royal Highness,” the woman repeated. “May I enter?”

“Ah, um, you can. I mean—you may.”

That was right—because of his status as the Crown Prince, any who would visit him had no choice but to wait until Slaine had granted his express permission to enter.

At Slaine’s flustered response, his visitor finally opened the door. A young woman with striking crimson hair that reached down

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