"Where should I start?" She asked herself while looking around the room. Her eyes fall on the large wooden L-shaped table. "Wouldn't everyone keep something important closer to them?"
Dorothy carefully walks to the table. Luckily, the Prince of Barlia keeps his table clean and tidy. So, there's no problem if she makes a mess as long as she remembers the original arrangement.
She starts with the file neatly arranged on the table. Her mouth repeatedly mumbles the same sentence inaudibly, 'Intel on the deal comes first.'
The file was open. It is not what she was looking for but the content caught her attention. It's about the princess's expenditure last month. "Damn!" She exclaimed. "Did Lady Reina wrung this man dry? Poor Prince, that's what you get for kidnapping a woman and forcing her to be your bride. Good job, milady." Dorothy gives her mental thumbups.
