Antitina watched the young man's limping back as he left and the calm figure of Yura beside him, finally unable to resist asking, "You're just letting them leave like that, Lord?"
"What else can I do? Less is better than more," Brand replied simply.
"But I feel like you're scheming something." The noble daughter glanced sideways and looked at him with some suspicion.
Brand couldn't help but smile bitterly while touching the tip of his nose. "I'm not that bad in your hearts, am I? I remember all my previous actions were open and aboveboard."
"Yes, but I believe it's true that not a single action of yours is as simple as it appears on the surface, isn't it? You arranged for Miss Frey to go to the Royal Academy in Brags—on the surface, it's mutual support between friends, but privately, I think you've noticed the struggle between the Royalists and local nobles, correct?"
