Looking at her, I wondered if I should tell her about it although it was obvious… and thankfully… I didn't.
Because right after staring at our bare feet that couldn't move closer, she smirked, demonstrating what she said was a lie and conveying with her expression that… If I was to ask for help, it shouldn't be to her.
"Enjoy your stay, My Lady~ The water is fresh and the clothes are clean, I will leave so you may change comfortably~"
"..."
'… She was one of Paul's people all along… d- does that mean there were others???? Is that why it was easy for him to get to us??'
These matters felt immense the more I realised we were never truly safe from Paul's reach. But even so… I couldn't actually believe it.
Paul was only the son of a Duke. On his own… he would never be able to pull off all of this, much less get the servants that I met once I was at the Royal Palace to be on his side so effortlessly… So easily… since even back at home he couldn't.
