Leon extended the ornate chalice toward Radulf, who accepted it with a warm smile, his fingers delicately holding it.
"So, tell me, Radulf, what brings you here in the morning?" Leon inquired, breaking the silence that had settled between them.
Radulf swirled the wine in the chalice before replying. "I came to see if the Crown Prince has uncovered the one responsible for displaying those heads. If not, I'm prepared to assist in the investigation."
"No," Leon admitted finally. "The culprit remains unidentified. Commander Alfred is leading the inquiry, but progress has been slow."
Radulf's eyes narrowed slightly. "Then perhaps it's time I lend my expertise to the matter," he said firmly.
"That would be helpful, but Father specifically entrusted Alfred with this task," Leon said in a polite tone. His gaze softened slightly as he shifted the conversation. "How is Melissa? Has she recovered fully?"