A few hours earlier.@@@@

    Before Carlints and his group had arrived at the royal palace.

    "..."

    Lyn sat on her throne, rereading Parfalle''s letter over and over again.

    The contents were summarized as follows:

    **[Swen’s predictions have been entirely correct. Charam Army was colluding with Aishus Army from the very beginning, planning to betray us.

    We have also received reports of an uprising.

    Everything he said was true.

    His abilities are extraordinary.

    Even if his opinions do not align with mine, they are still worth trusting.]**

    An incredible talent had entered her army.

    And yet—her heart was not at ease.

    How could his words be so unrealistically accurate?

    Why was it that, despite having a commander who never failed, she felt not security or reliability—

    But fear?

    Lyn Brans, at her core, did not trust others.

    The only reason she was named successor was because she had learned never to rely on anyone.

    Her father, Oland Brans, had chosen her as his heir—not Chel, not Carlints.

    And all three siblings knew exactly why.

    Because Lyn trusted no one.

    Frankly speaking—

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