“Elthea! It’s a big problem, a big problem!”
“Father?”
The Duke of Hispenril, leveraging his family’s exceptional intelligence network, had been keeping Elthea informed about Ailette’s recent activities. However, this was usually done through letters; it was the first time he had come directly to the count’s castle like this. Moreover, the duke’s face was pale, as if he had rushed over in haste. The Rodeline couple sensed the gravity of the situation immediately.
“D-did our child cause another accident, father-in-law?!”
“She was quiet for a while, but what did she do this time? Did she conquer the papacy or something?”
“Gasp! Then, only the duchy remains…!”
“Is she at the ducal castle right now, demanding the title? Let’s go immediately! Lead the way, father!”
The Duke of Hispenril shook his head vigorously. “If it were about inheriting the title, I would welcome it, but that’s not it!”
“Then what is it?”
“Our little one has been missing for…