— WHAT?!
When Rachel Cassius heard this, the pupils of her eyes dilated twice. She stood up abruptly from her desk, resting her palms on its surface.
For a fraction of a second she tried to process what she had heard.
The guard commander stood beside her and waited silently for the queen to give her next order.
— Are you sure…? — At last the girl hoarsely interjected.
The man nodded.
— According to our intelligence, not counting the commoner, this is the man who contacted the crown prince after his release. It happened yesterday.
Rachel's head ached. It was too hard to believe.
This morning Rachel had never expected the commander to rush over and tell her the news. All official business was put on hold in an instant. After all, the surveillance of the king's eldest son, which had begun a couple of weeks ago, had finally… succeeded.
But in a way she couldn't have even expected.
