“Hmm…”

What do I know? Since I didn’t want to bother counting seconds and thinking deeply, I decided to ask the kids, who were still clapping and throwing one cookie at a time to Pobby, loudly.

“Hey, kids, Freyrie wants to go to the Royal Library. Are you going too?”

“Oh, the Royal Library?”

The one who reacted at the speed of light was Ronowe.

“Yes! I’ve never been to the Royal Library, so I’m curious!”

Ronowe, possibly obsessed with books, was the first to cheer loudly.

“And I love books more than anything in the world!”
Following that, as Freyrie smiled brightly, asking where he heard about the Royal Library, I couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Can I play with a paper boat?”

“Don’t tear books. I’ll get you some leftover paper.”

The mischievous Veris, whether repeating what he did at the age of three or not, made me shudder as I unintentionally imagined a scene of a child tearing ancient books stored in the Royal Library.

“I’m fine, Your Highness.”

“I will follow the majority decision.”

Meanwhile, Kallail and Sasha, in turn, willingly expressed their intention to go to the Royal Library. Since the majority of the group agreed to go, we decided to go to the Royal Library.

“All right, let’s finish this and go right away.”

Afterward, I hastily instructed a maid to send a scorpion so that everyone could enter the Royal Library immediately. Then, in high spirits, I indulged in dessert, stuffing my cheeks to the point where my face was bloated.

‘Today, I’ll have to endure a lot of torment from those kids again, so I need to eat well.’

After all, to play with the kids, you need robust stamina. With a confident rationalization, I swallowed even a small and cute-looking digestive pill, as I worried about possible problems later.

Bump, bump .

‘What Freyrie said earlier keeps bothering me.’

Leisurely walking at the back, I looked at the backs of the children who had gone ahead.

Coincidentally, Kallail was in front of me, and in front of him was Freyrie. Naturally, persistent questions about the scene where a child tore ancient books stored in the Royal Library, which I had forgotten while eating delicious desserts, circled around my mind.

It felt like a small hedgehog stood up and passed through, thoroughly poking around my head, so I decided to ask Kallail directly, knowing that Freyrie might be sensitive to the issue.

“!”

Of course, I wasn’t a fool, so I discreetly grabbed Kallail’s hem, considering that it might be a sensitive matter if Freyrie heard, and whispered.

“Your Highness?”

“Shh, lower your voice.”

Oh, right, I have something to say.

Nevertheless, since I almost got caught, I sighed briefly, stared at Kallail as if blaming him, then shook my head, gesturing sideways.

“Bring your ear here for a moment.”

“Oh, yes.”

Next, asking in a whisper, I saw that Kallail’s cheek slightly reddened as he looked at Freyrie. Without knowing the seriousness of the matter, Kallail sighed and shook his head.

“Do you, by any chance, know about him?”

“Well, I’m not sure. I don’t know either.”

Judging by the reaction, it seemed like they weren’t really close. Kallail didn’t seem to know for sure. Since Kallail would never lie to me, if the Fleur family and the Vladimir family had private meetings, Freyrie was a future strong candidate for a powerful supporter who could list why he knew Freyrie and how they spent time together.

“Okay, I understand.”

However, unable to shake off the feeling of blandness, I gave a vague answer, and then my mind was lost in thought.

Thump, thump .

‘If that’s the case, how does Freyrie know Kallail?’
As I filtered through several hypotheses about heading to the Royal Library, eventually, only questions grew in size.

‘Even looking at the words and vocabulary used when speaking, he seems like a child who thinks quite deeply. Did he really make a verbal mistake?’

Freyrie gave the impression of a delicate princess who should be protected and nurtured on the surface.

‘No, that’s not it.’

Resting my chin on my hand, I recalled the relationship structure between the Fleur Marquis and the Vladimir Duke.

‘Even if he is a confidant of the royal family, in fact, Fleur and Vladimir are practically political rivals.’

Even though both families were close to the royal family, there was no apparent friendliness between them.

At the age of three, he was supposed to be a confidant of the royal family, so I thought he would at least formally pretend to have a strong friendship out of business considerations, but it was the opposite.

Although they were recognized as leading families supporting the royal family both internally and externally, they did not particularly appear friendly.

Although they exchanged greetings with smiles when coincidentally meeting at official events, both had their own plans beneath the surface.

In essence, they were like beasts lurking behind invisible masks, hiding thorns and capturing prey in the den.

‘Did I open up unnecessary possibilities? After all, there’s no reason for Freyrie, a darling acquired from the Fleur family, and the beloved of Vladimir, to be close.’

It became clear that the Fleur family was closer to Hecate, a member of the royal family, and the Vladimir family was more closely associated with Emperor Jeff, adding a complex meaning.

“Your Highness, did I perhaps make a mistake?”

Ah, he’s indulging in self-torment again. Seeing Kallail with a serious expression and misunderstanding, I sighed.

“No, it’s nothing. It’s just something the kids don’t need to know about.”