A Polite Refusal “What is she planning all of a sudden?”
Loic ran a hand through his hair, looking annoyed.
“Could rumors about Her Highness’s holy power have spread?” Perel asked carefully, trying to guess the Empress’s intentions.
“If that were the case, we would have received a warning,” Loic replied, shaking his head. He said their spy in the imperial palace would have contacted them somehow.
I couldn’t think of any reason either.
“What should we do?” Perel asked after thinking for a moment.
“I’m absolutely not going.”
I rubbed my arms, feeling chills. The invitation was clearly suspicious.
I ran away to the North to survive, and now they want me to crawl back to the capital? No way.
Loic nodded, relieved by my reaction.
“Then the answer is clear.”
“But we need an excuse,” Perel said.
“The Grand Duchess is weak,” Loic said firmly.
“She gets hurt…
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