Capital Benton, Graydon Kingdom's Palace

In the servants' quarters of the palace, where Crown Prince Theodore’s faction resided, anxious rumors spread daily.

“Lady Cotton, have you heard? They say His Highness went out on a reconnaissance mission and hasn’t returned yet.”

Lady Seymour, seated after receiving her meal in the dining hall, asked Lady Cotton. Cotton, who had been staring gloomily at the watery stew with no trace of meat, nodded.

“There’s talk that His Highness has been absent for five days already. But no one knows for sure. After all, His Highness doesn’t show himself to others unless it’s something significant.”

Even since being rescued by Theodore, they had rarely seen his face.

“Do you think Lady Lancaster might know something? I heard His Highness seeks her out often.”

After making that comment and taking a spoonful of her stew, Lady Cotton murmured quietly.

“Lady Lancaster is so lucky. I wish I could be favored by His Highness. Maybe then I could eat something better than this thin stew.”

Lady Cotton believed that Aurora received special treatment from Theodore. And indeed, Aurora did. She was the only one who regularly had the chance to see Theodore’s face.

Lady Seymour did not dispute Cotton’s claim, though her own concerns lay elsewhere.

“Even Lady Lancaster hasn’t been seen lately. And when I asked the knights, they wouldn’t tell me anything. Something must be going on.”

What if Theodore had been infected while on reconnaissance? If so, the leadership of Theodore’s faction would be left vacant. A group without a leader quickly falls apart. Seymour’s anxiety stemmed from that thought.@@novelbin@@

And she wasn’t the only one feeling uneasy.

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