[It feels like his entire being freezes when those words are spoken. Someone is plotting to kill his father, use his beloved knight for that and then... Aether can only imagine that the reason why the schemers want him as a king is to make him their puppet.]

He told me that if I do as he says then nobody would found out about us... [He recalls.

What to do though? How to stop whoever is behind this?

Just as the prince is about to spiral into uncertainty, his knight gently tilts his chip upwards and Aether can see that the other is ready to brew chaos.]

Childe... [He breathes, then smiles softly, relieved.] Of course... Of course you won't let them. I know you will get them for all of this.

[His brows curve upwards.]

But if there's anything I can do, let me know. They want to harm my father and I won't allow them to get away with that.