"Why did he say that?" Alanis Alfa Morisette had a copy of Dulin Evening Express with her. On it, the whole text of Prince O'Neil Andrew Morisette's speech on the 21st day of the 2nd month was printed.
It was already late now. The Hamilton Palace was brightly lit. The Capital nobles who lacked confidence and a sense of security were accompanying the Empress. These people were all having their own plans. Who would care about what Prince O'Neil, who made people nervous all day, said?
The Empress who didn't receive a reply was naturally extremely frustrated. She walked back and forth in the huge study room. Sometimes, she would touch this and look at that. She just could not sit still. As long as her brain remained awake, Alanis felt that she had done something wrong. However, the deeper she thought about it... the hint that appeared suddenly in her mind would be nowhere to be found. It was just as mysterious as the Dulin's haze at night.
