July 15, 2022 – 3 minutes read – 446 words

“Count Abbott, I have something to discuss with you personally.” King

Patrick and the others exit the room, leaving just Count Abbott and the King.

“Your Majesty, I am always your servant. What more do you need?” Count Abbott

“How exactly are you connected with Patrick? What are you two doing together?” King

“Oh, so that’s what you’re… I made a mistake, do you want to hear about it?” Count Abbott

“Yeah, I was mystified. He’s not exactly known for his social skills.” King

“Sure, I’m essentially a noble person, but abhor the unknown, it’s a family trait. So I made a blunder while trying to learn more about Count Snake, but he reacted differently to what I expected…” Count Abbott

Count Abbott explained what had occurred with Patrick’s train of captured spies and recovering his own spy, and how that had turned into a trade deal and friendly relations between the two families.

“Well, I guess I was in the wrong place at the wrong time or something.” Count Abbott

“Some would say that was true, but in the end it seems you’ve formed a valuable trade alliance. Well, it seems more of a disaster for the other noble families involved…” King remarks with a bitter smile

“Your Majesty, the Abbott family might be called as the Northern Foxes, but we have strong loyalty to the Royal Family. Any sort of deal with the Snake family would come after our loyalty to you. Rest assured I would discontinue my alliance with Count Snake if you ordered it.” Count Abbott

“Well, you deserve credit for investigating the other aristocrats to this degree without a formal decree. I will be counting on you to continue your work.” King

“By your will!” Count Abbott

“Was your son named Ryan, have you had the courage to introduce him to Patrick?” King

“No, not yet. I’ve been waiting on the right moment, it seems like that may be now.” Count Abbott

“Maybe, that wasn’t an order, I was just curious. I am currently looking for husbands for my other daughters. Some may feel I should spread out the betrothals to different families, but I would feel safer with my oldest daughter Closia marrying into your family.” King

“Are you sure my son measures up?” Count Abbott

“I heard he is fairly talented. If he inherits most of your skills, I wouldn’t be worried.” King

“Thank you for your kind words. I will discuss this with my son after this matter is cleared up. I don’t want him to rush and make a faux pas.” Count Abbott

“Yes, that is reasonable. Please do so.” King

“Thank you, Your Majesty.” Count Abbott