Preston's figure gradually disappeared into the streets of Amnath City. Quintina frowned slightly as she stared into the distance, lost in thought.
"Ang, what exactly did His Highness come to Amnath City for this time?" she asked softly.
Ang stood beside Quintina, his gaze also turning toward the distance as though he were pondering something.
"Making such a grand display of this trip was probably meant for his prince uncle to see, to prove his relationship with us," he answered calmly, his tone carrying a trace of helplessness and contemplation.
"After all, his relationship with his uncle was probably nothing special, and we are also what he has invested in. Naturally, he doesn't want his uncle to ruin it."
Quintina could not help laughing, her tone relaxing slightly. "His Highness is quite interesting. Although we aren't afraid of Prince Ak's power, his well-intentioned approach is rather amusing."
Ang's gaze deepened slightly. He said in a low voice, "Yes. Although Prince Ak's influence in the Empire cannot be underestimated, we aren't people who fear trouble either. Still, I'm quite touched."
Quintina did not continue speaking. She merely turned her head suddenly and said thoughtfully, "However, I heard that Emperor Alfred's health has not been very good lately."
The words were like a stone dropped into a calm lake. Ang's heart skipped a beat, and he abruptly turned toward Quintina, a trace of vigilance flashing through his eyes. "Who did you hear that from? How come I haven't heard anything at all?"
Quintina merely shook her head without explaining further. She only murmured thoughtfully, "No matter what, it's better to stay cautious."
Ang said nothing more. He simply held Quintina tightly and turned to return to the Governor's Mansion.
By then, exactly four months had passed since they returned from the God-Demon