After sending off the Vice Commander of the Order of Knights, the spacious reception room fell into silence.
Gawain sat in his seat lost in brief contemplation, while Amber's figure gradually appeared from the air. This half-elf glanced at Gawain curiously, "A letter from that Wales Moen? What did it say?"
Gawain raised his eyelid, "You really didn't peek earlier?"
Amber put her hands on her hips, retorting confidently, "Of course not, how could I do something as unethical as reading someone else's letter?"
This girl, who spent her days sneaking around and causing trouble, surprisingly had a moral compass in the most unexpected situations?
Gawain shook his head, "Better if you don't know for now."
"Hmph, if you don't want to say, don't say it," Amber pouted as her figure gradually faded from the air, "I'll go keep an eye on those envoys, you continue being in a daze."
