The morning sun shone through the large window of Cedric's study, but he didn't notice it at all. His gaze was fixed on a letter that had just been brought in. From the seal alone, Cedric knew it was from Roy.
Carefully, Cedric opened the letter. Roy's handwriting, firm yet hurried, greeted his eyes.
[Robert and Fiona have departed for Landis, as planned. Their identities have been changed, disguised as traveling merchants who will join my group there. I will lead them from the shadows, while they act directly on the ground. We will find Cecilia's whereabouts in Landis by any means necessary.]
Cedric closed the letter slowly, then let out a long breath. He closed his eyes, allowing himself to imagine Cecilia's face for a moment. He had cursed himself countless times. If only he weren't king… perhaps he would have gone looking for Cecilia himself instead of sending someone else.
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