(From Evan's Perspective)
I got Blue's letter this morning. This time, it was an invitation to the party where Dion would be officially introduced as the first prince of Querencia.
I had not seen her or her son for quite a while. It felt like a long time. Maybe, it was because I had been with her for a long time even a few months ago.
I ran my fingers over her handwriting. I had a lot of things to worry about these days, but maybe I could make it there. I should. I wanted to see her once more.
The woman I slept with who looked kind of like Blue turned out to be not a prostitute, but a noble lady. I did not want to get involved in any kind of scandal. Sleeping with a random noble lady was not the worst part. She turned out to be the youngest daughter of the Duke of Trouvaille.
