Chapter 2550

At dusk, in Prince Mosey’s palace.

Matthias Linsor and Seamus Mosey were engrossed in a heated game of chess on the sand table. The battle between the two sides was intense, neither willing to concede defeat.

Frost stood silently nearby, observing the match without uttering a word.

After a long while, the outcome was finally decided. Seamus planted a white flag on the sand table, signaling his surrender.

“Your Highness is truly a military genius. Your tactics are unpredictable and impossible to guard against. I pride myself on being a decent strategist, but I am still far from your level,” Seamus remarked with a smile, shaking his head. He then took the white towel handed to him by a maid and meticulously wiped his fingers.

“Uncle, you flatter me. I only won by luck today,” Matthias replied modestly.