An Understated Dominance Novel (Dahlia & Dustin) by Marina Vittori updated 2025-26 - An Understated Dominance Chapter 2526

Chapter 2526

“This…”

Dustin hesitated on purpose and didn’t answer right away.

Nathaniel watched him fall into deep thought and became even more convinced that Dustin was weighing the pros and cons.

He leaned in slightly, his smile growing warmer. “Brother Rhys, you know how important the Dracan essence is to me. If I can gather enough of it, my luck will turn—and with that, taking the throne will become much easier. When that day comes, I promise, I won’t treat you unfairly.”

As he spoke, Nathaniel carefully watched Dustin’s face, trying to spot the slightest change or sign of hesitation.

Dustin finally looked up and met his eyes, a faint flicker of thought flashing across his gaze.

He pressed his lips together before speaking slowly, “Your Highness is right. The Dracan essence wasn’t easy to get. I went through a lot of trouble for it. And if I hand it over to you—the Third Prince—I’ll likely offend the other two.”

He paused intentionally, not finishing the sentence, but the meaning was clear.

“Brother Rhys, you can rest easy,” Nathaniel said immediately, thumping his chest with confidence. “This matter stays between you, me, and the heavens. No third party will ever know. And even if Tristan or Matthias catch wind of it, I’ll do everything in my power to protect you. No one will threaten you under my watch!”

His tone was firm, his eyes sharp and full of conviction.

“Your Highness speaks with such sincerity—how could I not be moved?” Dustin responded, then shifted the topic. “But I do have one more question.”

“Of course, Brother Rhys. Ask me anything.” Nathaniel’s eyes lit up. As long as Dustin was willing to hand over the Dracan essence, he’d agree to almost any condition.

“How confident are you in your ability to claim the throne?” Dustin asked bluntly.

“Oh?”

Nathaniel raised an eyebrow, a bit surprised. He hadn’t expected this question. Up until now, Dustin had made it clear he didn’t want to get involved in royal affairs.

But now, it seemed like he might be reconsidering.

After a moment’s thought, Nathaniel replied with a meaningful smile, “If you give me the Dracan essence, I’d say I have at least a 50% chance of success.”

Then he added, “But if you’re willing to support me as well, I’d be at least 80% sure.”

Dustin wasn’t just a Grandmaster—he also had the backing of the West Lucozia Palace. His personal strength and influence made him a major force in Dragonmarsh. Far more useful than most royals.

In truth, even 80% was a conservative estimate. With West Lucozia Palace behind him, Nathaniel could easily overpower Tristan and Matthias—even if they joined forces.

Dustin didn’t answer right away. He quietly took a sip of tea, as if savoring both the drink and Nathaniel’s words.

Nathaniel grew anxious at the silence but tried not to show it. He pushed down his emotions and continued:

“Brother Rhys, you’re a wise man. With civil strife on the horizon, someone in your position won’t be able to stay neutral for long. Even if you don’t think about yourself, you must consider the future of the West Lucozia Palace.”

“If my older brothers take the throne, knowing their personalities, they won’t tolerate West Lucozia’s existence. Their first move will be to suppress any power they see as a threat.”

“But I’m not like them. I care about the nation and the people. I understand how much West Lucozia has done for Dragonmarsh.”

“If you choose to stand with me, I can promise not only generous treatment for you, but also long-term peace and protection for West Lucozia Palace. And if you don’t believe me, I’ll swear it right now!”

He raised his hand, ready to make an oath.

Dustin found the gesture a bit amusing.

Grace was right—this guy really is thick-skinned, he thought.

Still, he kept a serious face and replied, “Your Highness is too kind. I’m honored by your sincerity. But this is an important decision. I need some time to think it through. I hope Your Highness will understand.”

“Of course,” Nathaniel said with a smile. “I respect your caution. How about this—stay at my residence tonight and take your time to think it over. I’ll have my staff prepare some entertainment so you can be comfortable.”

Dustin knew better than to rush into anything. That might backfire.

“In that case, I appreciate Your Highness’s hospitality.” He clasped his fists respectfully.

“Come, the food and wine are ready. We’re like old friends now—let’s eat and chat together.” Nathaniel was all smiles as he personally led Dustin to the dining area.

It was noon, and Nathaniel had prepared an elaborate spread—fit for royalty.

Right now, though, Nathaniel was more interested in winning over Dustin than in the Dracan essence.

The essence might improve his luck, but it wasn’t a sure bet.

Securing the support of Grandmaster Dustin—and through him, the West Lucozia Palace—was a much safer path to the throne.

And once he had West Lucozia and the Spanner family on his side, the emperor’s seat would practically be his.