For a brief moment, Sophie just sat there without speaking. The room was quiet, the only sound was the faint rustling of paper on the table and the soft sound of the guard breathing while waiting for her response. The light from the lamps was warm, but her fingers felt slightly cold as they rested on the table.
She slowly stood up from her chair and walked toward the window. From her office, she could see part of the camp and the large gate in the distance.
The royal crest.
That crest only appeared when the royal family was involved directly. Not nobles. Not officials. The royal family.
Sophie's hand slowly tightened behind her back as she stared outside.
If the royal crest was here, then that meant one thing. Her identity might have been discovered. Or at the very least, the royal family had found her location.
And if that was the case, then this was no longer just her problem. This could become Gabriel's and New Dawn's problem.
