"Father, a letter from Mr. Yila."
The young Novak, with his meticulously groomed long beard, said this as he handed the letter to his father. And now... his father, who seemed to be in his twenties, was diligently handling war-related intelligence.
"Read it to me... no, I'll read it myself."
Duke Novak said this and then immediately realized it was a letter from Yila. He put the parchment he was holding aside and began to read Yila's letter. He always understood the importance of priorities.
Yila was truly a top priority.
"A letter from Yila..."
Duke Novak said this as he picked up the letter opener and broke the wax seal. He said nostalgically, "The last time I exchanged letters with him was a long time ago."
...
Novak looked at the letter, contemplating, and then handed the letter to young Novak, saying, "It seems Yila is somewhat curious about the Duchy's easy defeat."
