"What's that?" Ara asked when Emyr put back the envelope inside his breast pocket.
"It's... nothing," he answered.
"You said you needed my help," she reminded him.
"Yes, but I changed my mind."
"Mr. Viceroy..."
But Emyr had decided.
"E-emyr!" Ara called his name desperately. He needed her help very badly.
He stopped on his tracks. He looked at her in disbelief. "You called me..."
"I cannot turn you away, er, Mr. Viceroy," she replied primly. "May I see the envelope?"
Reluctantly, he handed the envelope. He turned away while she opened it.
'Invitation for the Crowning of King Zovern
Venue: Virgo Island
Bring present: Fruits of Plant 000'
"Virgo Island! Isn't it--"
"Yes. I'd like to think that it is just a coincidence but--the king to be crowned is someone I know," Emyr explain
