Emma flicked her fan open again, voice smooth and deliberate.
"The culprit is likely a noble, or someone close to one. The fact that he was never caught by the guards after the incident implies that he had prior access to the security plans. You said no collaborators were found in the investigation, right?"
However, as the speculation continued, the ominous feeling only grew.
'Julies is also an noble a baron level noble from west.'
Not anyone can become attantendent of Alice Draken, the first requirement is that they must be a noble no matter what.
...And Julies Evans is nobel, a very lower one but noble is noble no matter what level they're.
Alice's hand drifted to the edge of her dress, fingers tightening ever so slightly on the fabric.
Julies Evans. A baron's son from the western frontier. Too lowly for her circles, yet just high enough to meet the bare minimum requirement to serve in her household. That was the official story.
