‘Is he thinking about the beautiful handwriting resembling the Siren Duchess Young Lady?’

Dehan had this thought when he saw Icarus’s reaction.

“Ha…”

A forced laugh burst out from Icarus’s mouth.

Dehan, too, had a similar reaction when he first saw the additional information written by Leneve, so he understood Icarus’s feelings.

“What’s going on?”

On the other hand, Vane, who had not yet checked the contents, alternately glanced between Dehan and the parchment.

“It seems like he’s trying to wrap things up quickly.”

Icarus coolly raised the corner of his mouth. Dehan agreed with those words.

“I also thought the same.”

Vane, who hadn’t seen the contents of the parchment yet, kept glancing alternately at Dehan and the parchment.

When it was about the Siren Duchess Young Lady, who was carefully holding her handwritten parchment, Vane’s frown deepened.

“I’ll check it myself.”

Icarus showed the parchment to Vane with an unwilling face.

“Could it be…”

Vane’s eyes widened as he checked the contents of the parchment with Icarus’s permission.

“This… Are you trying to frame the Empress for treason?”

“Probably, that seems to be the intention.”

Dehan agreed, and Icarus nodded lightly.

“As expected, the more I see, the more charming it is.”

Icarus’s sharp eyes softened as if he had fallen for it once again.

Dehan, too, while thinking that Leneve’s means were cunning, found it cool.

At the same time, he silently vowed to himself that he should show it off well and not complain about Leneve in the future.

‘You have to be careful and vigilant with people who seem dark on the inside despite their appearance.’

Dehan thought such things while secretly glancing at Icarus. Icarus, who seemed to have read that gaze, immediately asked, “What’s wrong?”

“Ah, it’s nothing. Your Majesty.”

When Dehan quickly shook his head, Icarus gave a command.

“Hurry. If the response is delayed more than usual, there might be suspicions from the Empress’s side.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

Both Dehan and Vane nodded simultaneously.

Vane quickly prepared a parchment with a texture similar to what was written in the confidential document, and Dehan sat in front of the desk.

Then, he meticulously analyzed the characteristics of the handwriting in the confidential document.

“How is it? To me, it doesn’t seem that difficult.”

At Vane’s question, Dehan chuckled confidently.

“Just trust me.”

Dehan boldly utilized his skills as a master forger from his mercenary days.

The document he forged would undoubtedly lead one person’s life to ruin in the future.

After Dehan left, Leneve took out a new parchment and held a quill.

“Father, it seems that spring is in full swing now…”

Reading the letter that started with greetings, Leneve folded the parchment neatly and threw it into the wastebasket.
Afterwards, she unfolded a new sheet of parchment on the desk. This time, she was a bit cautious. Not wanting to waste time pulling out new sheets of parchment multiple times to rewrite the letter, she opted to write only essential matters instead of the usual awkward greetings. When about half of the parchment was filled, Leneve read through what she had written so far.

“This time it feels too formal…”

While writing, she hadn’t noticed, but upon rereading, it gave off the impression of a report submitted to superiors. As always, the middle part was particularly challenging.

“Phew…”

Leneve let out a deep sigh. At that moment, beyond the study door, Amber’s voice reached her ears following the sound of footsteps.

“Miss, I’ll be out for a moment.”

“Is it today?”

The day she would meet with the Empress’s informant.

“Amber, wait a moment.”

In response to Leneve’s call, Amber opened the study door, revealing only her face.

“Miss, did you call?”

“Yes. Come in for a moment.”

Amber walked into the study briskly.

“I have news to deliver to Her Majesty the Empress. Can you let her know that I want to meet and speak with her?”

Amber readily nodded.

“Yes. I will let her know that you want to meet her. Is there anything else?”

Leneve briefly examined Amber’s appearance.

‘…Is she in love?’

To the extent that such a thought crossed her mind, it seemed that Amber had been paying attention to her appearance recently. Unlike usual, she had left only half of her hair braided today, giving it a tidy look. It was a change that hadn’t been there before.

“Nothing. But you look pretty today.”

Amber blushed slightly at Leneve’s compliment.

“Really…?”

“Yes, you do.”

Leneve’s praise made Amber turn her head shyly.

“Miss, you are… Well, I’ll be back.”

Seeing her cheeks slightly reddened, Leneve guessed that Amber didn’t dislike the compliment.

“Sure. Be careful.”

Turning her gaze away from the retreating Amber, Leneve thought to herself.

‘It’s spring.’

However, that soft thought lasted only for a moment. As she shifted her gaze to the letter to be sent to the Siren Viscount, even the smile that had been on her lips until a while ago disappeared.

Leneve continued to write the somewhat formal letter, which resembled a report, in the form of a letter. It was to convey how she was doing, the recent situation in Paradisium Palace, like the routine exchange of letters between a father and a daughter.

As the confidential document that should be delivered to the Siren Viscount reached Leneve through Icarus’s hands, there was a possibility that someone might be peeking at the letters arriving for the Siren Viscount. Therefore, it was not a job that could be done hastily by writing the contents of the confidential document in the letter.

“Ah, it will open soon. The spring festival in the area where Father is staying. I hope Father has some time to visit the spring festival.”

Leneve thought about finishing the letter like this but decided to add one more sentence.

“I heard from someone who visited there before that you always need to be careful during the spring festival. Especially, pickpockets targeting the deep pockets of wealthy nobles like Father are rampant during the festival, I heard.”