"Death penalty?" Eld stopped peeling the egg: "You said this person was sentenced to death? Then how is he still alive and kicking, raising storms in South America?"
"It's simple, he escaped." Arthur sipped his coffee: "A smuggling ship carried him from Hamburg around Gibraltar, then headed south to Rio."
Eld chewed on the egg, pondering: "Hmm... why do you know so much about this?"
Arthur put down his cup, responding blandly: "Eld, a diplomat's work is quite varied, just like being a family tutor at Kensington Palace."
Once Eld heard Kensington Palace, he immediately forgot about South America: "Speaking of which, how's the matter at the palace? The rumors outside are boiling over, aren't they going to respond at all?"
Arthur glanced at Eld: "Does it still need a response? Haven't you noticed I haven't been to Kensington Palace for lessons in two weeks?"
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