"Crite…" Idiot repeated.
"Yes, that Crite," Quilin said, taking a sip of water.
"He's the one who, a decade ago, suddenly betrayed the Elk Empire, attempting to assassinate His Majesty, ultimately failing and fleeing. His actions implicated my family."
Quilin called the server over for a fresh hot water bottle and filled both her and the Idiot's cups. With a paring knife, she etched the date October 14th into the table's surface. It struck her… today was that very date.
"Ten years ago to this day, he betrayed us. No one knows why he, who once held the esteemed position of Chief Justice and had such a promising future, would turn traitor. He was caught sneaking into the Emperor's chamber under the cover of darkness with assassination in mind. Fortunately, Principal Kampas happened to be at the palace and thwarted him. As Crite fled, for some unknown reasons, he came to my family's home, banging on our door in the dead of night, awakening my father."
