In the northern region of the city, where the Roth Empire's embassy was, Cayrols made his way out of his study and passed an envelope to the waiting butler. He wore a serious expression on his face as he said, "Send this letter to Prince Josh via a messenger falcon."
"Yes, Master." The butler accepted the envelope with both hands before hurrying away into the backyard.
Cayrols was just about to return to his study when a series of slightly urgent footsteps sounded from behind him. "Father, I have something to speak to you about."
A tall and thin young man approached him quickly from the courtyard outside. The young man's hooked nose bore a slight resemblance to Cayrols' and he had a head of brown hair. His face was of a slightly sickly pallor, but he seemed to be in high spirits as he quickly made his way over to Cayrols.
