I wanted to race back to Feuzen and share a deep kiss with Hilda, but this occupational disease of mine just wouldn't let me rest easy. You know the one—the kind where you can't walk past an injustice once you've spotted it.
So I'd ordered my subordinate nobles to investigate, and we ended up hooking a far bigger fish than anyone expected. If a duchy knight or lower noble had discovered this, they'd have feared retaliation, but unfortunately for the culprits, I'm a prince.
That meant a mere count palatine couldn't lay a finger on me. By now, he must be in agony over the mysterious force digging through an old embezzlement case. And if the one behind that force turned out to be a prince?
The weight of a prince is never light.
On top of that, I could mobilize armed force at a moment's notice if needed.
