Harrison bowed slightly.
"My master, Icarus Veyne, asked me to deliver this."
He extended a scroll.
The moment Kiara heard the name Icarus Veyne, her expression changed slightly.
Darryon Drake leaned closer to Everson Drake and whispered quietly. "Lord Everson… it seems clear now. She is involved."
Everson Drake nodded silently.
Meanwhile, Darryon glanced toward Harriot.
But the Archbishop looked like a statue.
His face had gone pale.
Sweat continued dripping down his forehead.
He stared at Kiara as if confronting something beyond his understanding.
Darryon frowned.
"Why is he acting like that?" he wondered silently. "Is he afraid?"
But there was no time to question it.
Kiara had already opened the scroll.
At first, her eyes darkened.
She had clearly warned Icarus Veyne never to mention her name publicly.
Yet here was a messenger delivering a letter directly in front of outsiders.
For a brief moment, anger surged through her chest.
Her gaze sharpened dangerously.
