"Greetings to His Majesty the Emperor." V greeted warmly, with a wide smile. "I apologize for visiting your study without notice."
"It's fine. I've never forbidden you from coming here whenever you want. It's open to you." Ares responded coldly, glancing at V from his desk with furrowed brows. "So, Empress? Have you cleared your mind?"
Arthur paused his detailed agenda, bowed respectfully to the Empress, and gave her a thin smile.
V approached Ares's desk, pulling out the magic paper Professor Magnus had given her back then. Perhaps there was no harm in asking Ares or Arthur for help; maybe they had valuable clues too.
Reluctant to answer Ares's question, V always felt embarrassed when remembering yesterday's incident. Eventually, she sought help from Lionel and Volkan about the broken dining table leg.
