“By the way, it’s a bit unexpected. That Morres oraboni is curious about Owen oraboni.”
Cecily said that while sipping her tea with a hororok sound. On her lap, she had seated a small baby bear, and behind her back, she bore Seoiseo, who was hissing fiercely.
“The two of them had a really bad relationship. Whenever they met, they would growl at each other.”
‘Yeah, I figured as much.’
Seongjin was currently skipping his morning training and having an early snack with Cecily.
Thanks to the little one, his fatigue had eased considerably, but this was the result of following Masain’s advice that perhaps resting today would be a good idea.
He also had some things to ask about Owen.
“The two of you have such stark personality differences. But don’t worry, Your Highness. So far, you haven’t had any fights with Prince Owen that were so severe they couldn’t be undone.”
“…….”
Masain, who had been listening from the side with a worried expression, carefully chimed in.
Well. Morres’s misdeeds weren’t exactly anything new.
It’s just that, unlike before when he didn’t think much of them, now that he considered all of it his own karma, his heart felt heavy for no particular reason.
“In fact, when Owen oraboni first left the imperial palace, everyone was really worried. We thought maybe he had come to dislike everyone in the palace.”
Dal-kak.
Cecily continued speaking as she set her teacup down on the table.
“But it seems that’s not the case after all. He sends letters every time to check on everyone’s well-being, and he even sends gifts like this without forgetting.”
Having…