After that strange, almost unsettling conversation, I made my way back to the castle.
The air felt heavier than usual, or maybe that was just me overthinking things again. Hard to tell at this point.
When I stepped inside, I headed straight toward the officials' meeting room. The moment I reached the doorway, I saw them already there. Myrcella and Lilia were seated across from each other, both focused, both carrying that same quiet tension in their posture.
It didn't take a genius to figure out what that meant.
Anytime the ruler of a country and her general were sitting together like this, especially in that room, it usually meant one thing. Something serious was going on. Not just paperwork or routine decisions, but something closer to war, or at least something that could easily spiral into it if handled poorly.
"Oh, Leon," Myrcella said as soon as she noticed me. Her voice was calm, but there was a layer beneath it. "Did you find anything?"
