“Your Majesty, could the ‘real owner of the throne’ that he mentioned be someone else?”
As Latil, annoyed, patted Tasir lightly, she asked,
“Someone else?”
Sonnaught did not outright say the name in response to Latil’s question. He just looked at her with heavy eyes.
But just from that look, Latil understood what Sonnaught was trying to say and was so shocked that she opened her mouth. The ‘someone else’ that Sonnaught was referring to was Latil’s younger brother by blood, Lean.
“Sir Sonnaught. My brother didn’t step down because he fought with me. He could have easily ascended to the throne if he had just stayed put, but he stepped down because he didn’t want it. Even his supporters know that.”
Latil’s voice naturally grew sharp because she got along well with Lean.
“I misspoke.”
Although Sonnaught quickly apologized, Latil waved her hand in dismissal, her face hard, even detaching Tasir.
“That’s enough. You all must be tired. Go rest. Tasir, you too.”
[This is the time separator]After dismissing the three, Latil, now alone in the room, undressed and got into the bathtub. Submerging herself in the warm water seemed to somewhat relieve the tension that had built up during the interrogation of the culprits.
However, Latil’s expression did not relax. She really liked her brother, but there was some truth to Sonnaught’s words.
Lean could have changed his mind late, or even if Lean’s heart did not change, there could be someone among his supporters who did not like Latil.
‘The possibility is low, but it’s better to be cautious and prepared in advance rather than being caught off guard.’
As Latil pushed away the dried petals floating aimlessly in the bathtub with her fingers, she tightly gripped one of them.
‘I must not trust anyone until this matter is resolved.’
[This is the time separator]Though she resolved not to trust anyone, she could not handle everything on her own.
Solving the mystery was important, but running the country well was also Latil’s responsibility, and there were so many state affairs that she could spend all day pondering and still not have enough time.
And since she was not in a position where she could freely move around as she did when she was a princess, Latil decided to choose people she could and could not trust, probe their true intentions, and delegate tasks to them.
The first person to be targeted was Sonnaught, who was the commander of the royal guard and someone she had trusted since childhood, and whom Latil had already entrusted with multiple secrets.
‘I need to check well. Although I can trust Sonnaught, he is also close friends with my brother.’
But she couldn’t treat Sonnaught like a criminal and weaken his mental strength, so Latil decided to use alcohol.
‘When you drink, your mental strength weakens and your true feelings come out.’
That very night she made up her mind, Latil had several bottles of alcohol brought and called Sonnaught to her room.
“Did you call for me, Your Majesty?”
Sonnaught, who came in quickly wondering what was going on, looked surprised at Latil as he saw the table covered with bottles of alcohol.
“Your Majesty? Why suddenly alcohol…”
“I’m feeling a bit troubled right now. Would you accompany me for a drink, Knight Sonnaught?”
As Latil picked up one and shook it lightly, Sonnaught hesitated for a moment before coming to sit across from her.
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