Taking into his hands the unbecoming letter, his eyes went over it once again.
From the once relaxed temple, a vein born from his growing rage began to grow, causing his brows to draw together with a condescending glare at the handwriting.
"... He clearly sent this... Behind Frois back....."
'That idiot wouldn't let his son send this to me otherwise.'
The letter had not much content.
As a matter of fact, it only contained a short, but concise sentence, along with the name of the sender. Therefore... All of it was lacking the respect deserved by someone like Orland Matthew Sylfinnier, head of the Sylfinnier Duchy and the primary contributor to the Frotschter Empire's current prosperity.
[I look forward to receiving this coming 15th of Zate, Lady Marianne's graceful presence in the Royal Palace.
Zeleskiaz Reynold Di Frotschter.]
'... Selfish brat... Just like his Father.....'
