At that moment, the chamberlain knocked and entered the study once more.
“Your Majesty.”
“What is it this time?”
“The nobles have sent a mountain of gifts, and I’ve placed them in the reception room. Would you like to see them?”
“Gifts at this time? I can guess what they’re for.”
“Yes. They are all for the fox.”
The central nobles, eager to win the king’s favor, had acted swiftly and generously.
“Shall we go, Ai?”
Keeng!
As soon as I was carried to the reception room in Thesilid’s arms, my eyes widened. This time, it wasn’t meat pies but gift boxes stacked like a pyramid.
And that wasn’t all. The messengers from the noble families, who had been waiting in line to present their gifts, lit up the moment they saw Thesilid and me.
As Thesilid took a seat on the sofa, they hurried…
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