Meanwhile, Felix's Castle, the cause of all the commotion in the capital, was outwardly calm as usual.
The inhabitants of the castle repaired the roads where the snow had begun to melt and plowed the frozen fields in order to finish the winter that was nearing its end and welcome the short spring.
The servants and maids of Felix's mansion, where the castle owner lived, cleaned the fireplaces and chimneys that had been used throughout the long winter, arranged the thick blankets, and tended the garden after the snow had melted.
In contrast to such a tranquil landscape, they were working out and executing plans to strangle the Imperial Family and the Duke of Alberton, step by step.
Arthur, who had summoned the Vice Commanders and other key members of the Order of Felix to the East Tower this morning, took Grace's hand as she sat beside him, and turned to the Knights.
"We don't have time, so let's get straight to the point. Sir Oliver, what is the current state of opinion of the royal family and nobles in the capital?"
Sir Oliver replied as if he had been waiting.
"Despite the unsavory incidents that followed, the Imperial Guard and the Capital Guard did not even have a clue, so the rumors we spread seem almost as a fait accompli to those who are critical of the Emperor."
"Then what is the position of the pro-emperors?"
"On the surface, they dismiss it as just rumors, but behind the scenes, they seem to be calculating how they will act if the rumors are true. There were nobles who had already withdrawn their support for the emperor and sent letters to the other side. That was on full display not long ago at a party for the Duchess of Croin."
"If you'll excuse me, may I ask what happened at that party, Sir Oliver?"
Grace asked curiously, and Sir Oliver replied cautiously.
"The Duchess of Alberton and Marianne were present at the Duchess of Croyne's party, and it seems that the Duchess of Croin, who hosted the party, and everyone present, greeted them kindly on the outside, but spoke ill of them behind the scenes, talking about ugly things. So they went back in a lot of rage."
"That's a lot of self-worth."
Grace replied in a cheerful voice to Sir Oliver, who was scrutinizing her and speaking cautiously. It was as if he didn't have any regrets left for them.
Arthur looked at Grace with a friendly look.
"No, I don't. When I think about what happened to her, it's not enough to say that she was shunned by people at a party."
"That's right, Duchess."
"...... Thank you for saying that."
Grace thanked Arthur and Sir Oliver. Arthur smiled at her as she smiled, then turned to Sir Tor, who was seated next to Sir Oliver.
"None of this would have been possible without Lord Tor. The sir's ball was great."
"No, sir. I just did what I had to do."
"Will there be no more 'dumping of corpses with blood eagles' in the capital?"
Arthur asked, smiling faintly, and Lord Thor replied with a smile.
"No, sir. There's more to come. There were more rats planted by the Duke of Alberton than I thought."
"Do you intend to do those things yourself?"
"Absolutely."
"It won't be easy, as the Imperial Guard and the Capital Guard are searching for the culprits with their eyes lit up, so please be careful."
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Duke's wife
خيال (فانتازيا)Grace was a disgrace to the Alberton family, who has been blessed with magical abilities for generations. Her family forced her, an incompetent person, into a political marriage with a cursed monster Duke, which she could not accept and was eventual...
