Eastern Region, Ostravia City...
"What? How is this possible? Why would His Majesty do such a thing?"
Seated in his office chair, Alvaron Austin stared at the letter in his hand, his expression filled with disbelief.
It was the reply to the request for assistance he had sent to Ragan about seven days ago.
However, instead of the support he had expected, the Emperor sent Princess Elina, Prince Nolan, General Luvistar, and a thousand soldiers as a gesture of goodwill.
Of course, he was pleased that Luvistar had been dispatched—but what was the point of sending Princess Elina and Prince Nolan?
Why were they included in the relief force?
Don't tell me... Princess Elina came here as part of some mission or challenge?
As that thought crossed his mind, Alvaron's breathing grew heavy, and a tightness gripped his chest.
Among all the possibilities, that one made the most sense. And how could he be so sure? The answer was simple—he knew Ragan too well.
