“Is there any problem? Many people would send letters to the palace. I think it’s simple if you consider that I have the same reason.”

Whether before or after their debut, many women would send love letters to the palace. Whitney blushed shyly and placed the letter on the table.

“Are you curious why it’s His Highness Cheston instead of His Highness Karl?”

Whitney opened her eyes wide and tilted her head. She covered her mouth with both hands, imitating a woman in love.

It would be understandable for Whitney to act this way, as both Karl and Cheston had outstanding appearances. The guild master shook his head and said,

“No. We simply carry out the given requests without questioning them. We will deliver it right away.”

“Then, I’ll leave it to you.”

Whitney put the payment in an envelope and rose from her seat.

“Please come by anytime if you have another request, Miss W.”

She nodded at the guild master’s words and left the request room. Why did the guild master’s eyes widen at the mention of sending a letter to Prince Cheston?

‘It was a face of unexpected surprise.’

While it wouldn’t be strange to send a letter to Karl, no one would send one to Cheston. But if sent through an information broker, anonymity would be guaranteed, so her identity wouldn’t be revealed even if sent to Cheston.

Whitney left the building with light steps, accompanied by her guard knight.

The guild master turned around, holding the letter. Only after confirming that Whitney had completely left did he ask the person behind the curtain.

“What would you like to do?”

Only then did the man inside reveal himself. Cheston looked at the letter in Gnosis’s hand and held out his hand.

Gnosis immediately handed over the letter received from Whitney.

“Keep it a secret that I came here personally.”

“You don’t need to worry about that. But I didn’t expect you to come in person.”

“Since information is important, I ended up coming directly.”

Cheston walked to a chair and sat down. Then he opened the letter in his hand and read its contents.

I have moved my residence from the Rubeness family mansion to the central capital.

If you ever need help, please contact me here.

I will be waiting anytime.]

Curiosity arose at her attitude, thinking he would surely contact her. Cheston scratched his chin and looked at the standing guild master.

“Are you going to keep standing like that?”

“I’ll wait since I haven’t heard the request content yet.”

Gnosis sat in the opposite chair and quietly waited for Cheston’s words.

‘Is today some special day for two valuable people to suddenly visit the guild?’

This was the first time in all his years running the information guild. It would undoubtedly be the first and last time to personally deliver a letter requested by a client.

“The information I requested from you was about Whitney Orlean. It seems you also know that the Miss W who asked to deliver this letter to me is Whitney Orlean.”

Cheston smiled at Gnosis. Seeing his impassive face, it seemed he had no intention of revealing information about the client.

“I’m not expecting an answer, so don’t worry if it’s troublesome. What I’m curious about is everything regarding the Orlean ducal residence.”

“Everything means……”

“Everything about Whitney Orlean. I’m saying to find proper information, not trivial things. If you do that, I think I might be able to help you with your work a bit.”

Cheston pointed to the flyer on the table as he spoke. If he could find out who she was looking for, he might be able to give Whitney what she wanted.

“It would be convenient for me if Your Highness steps in… but you know well that I can’t disclose requests.”

“That’s fine if I don’t say it’s me. If I invest in your information guild, it’s not entirely unrelated, is it?”

Cheston flicked his hand at Aaron. He took out a contract and placed it on the table. Gnosis gulped dryly at the contract pushed towards him.

“…This amount isn’t a mistake, is it?”

“Of course not. On the condition that you remain as the guild master. I’m just trying to use it comfortably, so think of it as an investment.”

It was a contract with absolutely nothing to lose. Since Cheston would handle any issues that arose for the information guild, Gnosis could simply request Cheston’s help for anything he couldn’t resolve.

“The contract with me is absolutely secret. If it becomes known that I’m behind you, your life cannot be guaranteed. You know the reason well.”

“…I understand.”

Cheston nodded towards him. Gnosis hesitated for a moment before proceeding to sign.

Whitney returned to the mansion. A maid received her coat.

“Welcome back. Many replies have come and I’ve placed them in your room. Also, someone has come from the Orlean ducal residence.”

I didn’t expect them to come this quickly.

Whitney wasn’t surprised. Sonia’s slightly darkened expression must have been due to the sudden arrival of her mother and sister.

“Even though I said you weren’t here, they persisted and wouldn’t leave, so I had no choice but to guide them to the reception room.”

“I’m sorry. It must have been noisy because of me.”

“Shall I guide you there right away?”

“No. I’ll go to my room and read the letters that came for me first.”

Since they’re waiting anyway, it doesn’t matter if they wait a little longer. It was rude to enter a mansion without the owner’s presence in the first place, so Whitney was simply giving them treatment befitting that.

Whitney smiled brightly at Sonia and headed to her room. There were replies piled on the table in her personal room.

“I sent them to almost all the nobles in the central capital. Almost all the replies have come, so mother must have rushed here immediately.”

With her fiery temperament, I wondered how long it would take, but she came right away without even a day passing. Oh, mother.

Whitney only headed to the reception room with leisurely steps after reading the letters agreeing to participate.

“Only Lord Harwin may enter, the others should wait outside.”

“Will that be alright?”

“Don’t worry. As long as there are watching eyes, they won’t be able to touch me.”

Sonia nodded.

She entered the reception room accompanied only by her guard knight, Lord Harwin. As soon as the door opened, her mother’s distorted face was immediately visible.

“Mother, if you had contacted me in advance, I would have returned quickly.”

“You! What on earth have you been doing running around?”

At Cecilia’s loud voice, Lord Harwin blocked in front of Whitney. He looked ready to draw his sword at any moment. Whitney smiled at the broad back she felt after a long time and said to him,

“It’s alright, Lord Harwin. Surely mother wouldn’t raise a hand against me?”

“…Understood.”

He stepped back. I sat down and called a maid to bring warm tea.

“Whitney. If you came to the central capital after staying at the Rubeness mansion, you should have returned home right away instead of continuing to trouble others. Because of you, Orlean’s reputation has become unspeakable.”

“Is that so? I thought everyone would be envious of receiving the patronage of the Rubeness family. Wouldn’t they rather be amazed at Orlean’s connections?”

“That’s…!”

Sonia came in and poured warm tea for Whitney. Gently grasping the heated teacup, she felt its warmth.

“Please replace mother and sister’s teacups with warm ones as well.”

“Understood.”

The maids who came with Sonia immediately replaced the teacups. The fragrant tea filled the cups and spread throughout the reception room.

“Is that the only reason you came, mother? If so, I don’t think you need to worry. Everyone was full of praise.”

Whitney put down her teacup and smiled brightly.

“I thought it would be good for me and for Orlean to build connections before the debutante. Her Majesty the Queen must be keeping an eye on it as well.”

“Then are you saying all this is for Melissa?”

“As always, I’m only thinking of the Orlean family.”

Cecilia’s hand holding the teacup trembled slightly. Whitney maintained a calm attitude.

“Look at what you’re doing! This is why I didn’t let you out of the house. Even though the Orlean ducal residence isn’t lacking in power, you’re not only receiving patronage from the Rubeness family but also staying somewhere other than home. What will others think?”

“It’s no one other than aunt, so what would others say? It’s just family helping each other.”

Whitney tilted her head to the side. As she tapped her fingers on the table and observed Melissa’s expression, it was indescribable.

“It probably won’t happen, but did you get all the invitations rejected?”

She blinked her eyes with a surprised expression. Judging by her mother’s quivering lips, it seemed her guess was correct.

Rumors must have spread throughout the capital, so her mother’s position would have become difficult. But her pride would be hurt to tell her the truth, so she couldn’t reveal everything.

“If that’s not the case, I don’t know what the problem is. Oh! If it’s because I didn’t invite the two of you, I have them prepared here. I heard you hold parties every week, so I didn’t send them separately, but my thinking was short-sighted.”

Whitney handed invitations to Cecilia and Melissa.

“You’re welcome anytime. Aunt said she would spare no support. Isn’t it a good thing? We’ve gained a lot without even using the Orlean ducal residence’s assets.”

Seeing the expressions of the two, Whitney smiled innocently with a completely oblivious expression.