Lecia spoke while lightly scratching Shard's palm, the pace neither too fast nor too slow:
"I'm not like the detectives at Saint Delan Square, who are clearly very relaxed every day, yet don't visit their Princess."
"I..."
"I'm just kidding. I know you're busy. Have you finished dealing with the matters at Green Lake?"
Applause and cheers rose around them as the chestnut horse and rider who first crossed the finish line received the loudest acclaim. Of course, it might also be the nobles who bought the right horse betting tickets cheering for their thickening wallets.
"It's pretty much taken care of; there's only some books left to sort."
Shard replied softly, as Lecia put down the binoculars, looked around, gently kissed Shard's lips, covered her mouth with a laugh, and started a new topic:
"I'm sure Galina has already told you about Angelina's matter."
She looked over at her sister sitting next to her, who immediately gave Shard a sweet smile:
"Good morning, Mr. Hamilton."
