'Perhaps at least one or two of the assigned knights will be able to serve as my messengers. There must be a reason for Ober to act arrogantly. He is now in the same boat with the emperor by forming an imperfect union, but if I take the oar away from the betrayer and drown him, the boat will move again as I wish…'
Right at the moment, Duke Hubble's closed door opened slowly and without notice.
The two instinctively looked at the door. Something slipped inside the door. It was the edge of a dark satin dress. The light reflected on the fabric sparkled like a shining stream. The scent of the jasmine flower drifted into the room with the outside air.
"Oh, sorry. I've been overhearing your conversation outside. I just feel so sorry for your son Elias."
She tossed a tightly woven black veil with her elegant hand. The woman making a pitiable expression was Mrs. Chester.