The Unlucky Eldest Prince

"Stella!" On the second floor of the castle.

After the meeting ended, Bernard did not return directly to his room. Instead, he came to the guest room where Stella was staying.

Compared to the other earls, what Bernard was most thankful for was that his daughter was still by his side.

Come to think of it, he had that bastard Rakoff to thank for it. If Rakoff had not tampered with things and moved the Tulip Family's garrison to the edge of the desert, then Stella might very well have been among the children captured by the enemy.

After all, ten thousand infantrymen and several thousand elite cavalry were simply incomparable.

Now, among the heirs of the great nobles who had marched out from the Onyx Principality, only Bernard's heir remained completely unharmed.

As for the other families, all their heirs, including the Eldest Prince, had been captured.

Of course, several earls' children had been captured at their garrisons, while the Eldest Prince had been captured in the camp. The king had not originally sent the Eldest Prince to stand guard anywhere.

As for why someone as important as the Eldest Prince had been captured inside the camp—

that had to be said: the Eldest Prince had simply been too unlucky.

After Nalant's message arrived that day, the king and the earls gave the order to retreat. They then hurriedly led their elite knight orders to launch a surprise attack on the Northern Principality's direct cavalry, intending to buy time for the army's withdrawal.

Yet the Eldest Prince had happened to be drinking at a caravan tavern behind the camp at that very moment.

And as luck would have it, the caravan that ran the tavern was actually made up of people from the Northern Principality in disguise.

Once that