"When did you have time to do all this?" Carl asked, gesturing at the document.
"I started when my suspicions grew, and I finalized everything in the past few days," Arthur replied evenly.
"So that's what you were working on," Carl said, nodding slowly, enlightened but still tense.
"How did you even know where to look?" Carl asked, not bothering to flip through the other pages, the first one already revealed enough to unsettle him.
"You…" Arthur's voice was calm but carried that sharp edge of observation he always had. "You gave yourself away. At first, I was suspicious, but that day, when you said you just needed to be sure Nnenna had someone in her corner, I knew something was off."
Carl paused. The memory came rushing back, vivid and precise.
It had been the day of Nnenna's final exam, a day thick with tension and expectation. They had been downstairs in the living room of the Prigrian Castle, the early morning sun slicing across the polished floors.
