"In case you did not know, a confession will be obtained later this afternoon."
"Not too fast. Even so, not too late as well," Patrizia murmured in a low voice as she was walking down the marble hall. If the Duke of Efreni tried to set up a scheme, everything would become warped. Patrizia requested in a stern voice, "Strictly prohibit contact between Marchioness Ethyller and any outsider. Not only letters, but any sort of speech cannot come and go. All means of communication with the outside world must be cut off completely."
"Of course, Your Majesty. Do not worry," Mirya reassured Patrizia with a supportive voice, and quickly reported, "Lady Grochester is said to be on her way now, Your Majesty. It seems that since the matter is quite the imperative one, she has hurried here."
"I do not know if she is being worried for no reason. I told her so many times that it would be alright..."