"Does Her Highness the Princess have something to say to me?" Brando asked only after Queen Madara had left.
"Yes. There are two letters in all. One was written to you by His Highness Haruze, and the other is from His Highness the First Prince. He entrusted Her Highness the Princess to have me pass it on to you."
"The First Prince?" Brando thought for a moment. The First Prince should be making some moves in the north by now, unless he truly has no desire for Eluin's throne at all. But judging from the fact that he had arranged for his younger sister, Chiara, to join the diplomatic delegation, he clearly was not a man without ambition.
To be honest, Brando admired this first heir of the Xifah Family. Though born disabled, he was wise, calm, extraordinarily patient, and knew when to advance or retreat. If the Xifah Family had possessed legitimate succession rights, Brando even felt that the First Prince would have been better suited to inherit Eluin's throne. After all, he was male, and Eluin had no precedent for a female monarch. Haruze's personality, meanwhile, was too weak.
Unfortunately, ever since the Xifah Family had been rejected by the Lionheart Sword, it had lost its legitimate status as Eluin's rightful royal line. At this thought, Brando could not help glancing at the Lionheart Sacred Sword in Freya's hand.
"Do you have the letters here?"
"They're on me." Freya opened her belt pouch and took out two perfectly preserved letters. She stacked them together and offered them to him with both hands.
Brando came down the stairs and accepted the letters. Just as he was about to open them, Delphine's voice came from behind him. "Would you like me to step away?"
Brando turned and glanced at her.