"Do you have any clues about the person the Holy Throne is searching for?"
Myris looked calmly at Losiya as she asked.
Losiya's heartbeat skipped unnaturally for a moment before quickly calming down. She then replied,
"I'm merely a local countess. At the moment, it seems I cannot be of much help to the Holy Seat."
Myris nodded slightly to show acknowledgment and then stood up.
"Are you going to take Tania with you now?" Losiya asked casually.
"No rush. For now, I'd like to walk around your estate for a bit, if that's alright?"
"Please, feel free."
Naturally, Losiya would not refuse such a request and agreed immediately.
Upon hearing her response, Myris turned and left the room without another word.
After Myris had departed, Losiya laced her fingers under her chin and gazed at the closed door, lost in thought.
Catherine, standing nearby, also seemed similarly troubled. What Losiya could sense, naturally Catherine could as well.
