"Just knowing this is enough."
The resentful and jealous expression that was usually present could no longer be seen on Ivyst's face.
This even came as a surprise to Saint Laurent VI.
His expression briefly froze for a moment, then he looked profound, his demeanor becoming somewhat meaningful.
"Good," Saint Laurent VI tapped his finger on the armrest of his chair, "As a father, it's enough to know that his daughter is growing well, both in body and soul."
"Moreover, you are right, no one knows what the future holds."
"The King's election has just begun; it's still uncertain who will have the last laugh."
"Even you, who has never been favored by anyone, might have a chance to rise above the rest with his help."
"You..."
"You didn't summon me here today just for these perplexing pleasantries, did you?"
Ivyst finally lost her patience, frowning and interrupting Saint Laurent VI.
