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“What’s this? I think it’s for you? Shall I go after them?”

“No, you don’t have to.”

She shook her head and then frowned. It was because the voice coming from the bushes was familiar to her. And as Elisha picked up the letter, she was more and more certain.

The handwriting was also familiar to her.

“No way—this…..’

The princess’s expression was strange.

“Err, I’ve heard that this is common at big banquets and hunting festivals… … .”

“… … .”

“Someone must have fallen for Elisha… … . It looks like a love letter?”

Elisha frowned; inspecting it, she turned it around slowly. It didn’t look poisoned.

Ilione was glancing at her love letter with eyes that were half uneasy and half intrigued.

“Why don’t you open it? You should at least know who the sender is even if you don’t respond.”

Elisha honestly didn’t want to open the letter. She felt an ominous foreboding. But Ilione was right. She had no choice but to open the letter.

After reading the letter, her face went white.

[From the moment I first saw you, Madam, I was surprised at how different you were from rumors.

My heart was shaken at once, as if the moon and stars were permeating the night sky.

Please give this poor man one chance.

I will show you my heartfelt affection and burning love.

If you agree, please wear a scarf as a hair ornament at tomorrow’s luncheon.

Chris Ellot Pian Dream.]

“Elisha?”

Her hands began to tremble. Ilione asked in astonishment.

“What’s the matter?”

“Lucerne must never see this letter.”

“What?”

“Ilione, concerning this letter—tell Lucerne that I—”

Snap—Then there was the sound of someone stepping on a tree branch from the other side. She slowly raised her head. Her head was dizzy. Lucerne stood tall.

“Elisha. I’m here to pick you up,”

Lucerne said peacefully.

“Something interesting just happened.”

Elisha lowered the letter trying to hide it. He must have seen her receiving the letter.

“Come. Show me that.”

“… … .”

“General… … .”

Illione opened her mouth to say something, but Lucerne’s cold gaze cut her off.

“Princess.”

“… … .”

“I’m sorry, but I would like you to step aside. It is time for my wife and I to go back to our rooms.”

Ilione tried to speak again.

“Right now,”

Lucerne stated with pressure.

“Are you sure you’ll be alright?”

When she nodded to indicate that it was okay to go, Ilione left with a puzzled look.

Now, it was only Elisha who stood holding the letter and Lucerne who was left. Her face was pale, and her body trembled finely.

“What’s wrong?”

Lucerne approached in the dark. His red eyes glimmered faintly under the magic crystal lights that lit up the garden.

“Come closer. I want to see the contents of the letter.”

“It’s just nonsense. Someone must have been playing a joke. It’s not something you should see.”

Elisha barely managed to regain her usual composure.

“I’ve already told you many times that it’s not up to you to judge such a thing.”

“… … .”

“It’s all right. I don’t know what’s going on, but I’ll figure it out and fix it for you. Come here.”

Her mouth and throat dried up. Maybe it’s because she eased her guard too much during these few days of peace. 

Lucerne seemed to realize that her appearance was unusual. As Elisha held the letter, she lowered her uncertain gaze as if she was very conflicted.

“It’s the first time I’ve seen you do this.”

“… … .”

“Could it be a letter from someone I know?”