Will you be mine?

As Sullivan made his way back to his quarters, he encountered Harris, who appeared to be waiting with important news.

"The Crown Prince has arrived in Salhye," Harris informed him, a note of urgency in his voice.

Sullivan's brows knit in surprise. "The Crown Prince? Why is he here?"

"The King himself directed the Crown Prince to investigate a certain matter in Salhye," Harris explained. "He sent a message for you and plans to visit you tomorrow. Given the proximity of Salhye, he's expected to arrive by afternoon."

Sullivan's expression grew wary. "Why would he choose to come here so suddenly? With everything happening, this hardly seems the right time for a royal visit."

Taking the scroll Harris handed him, Sullivan unrolled it carefully, eyes scanning the message written on it.

"Thank you for bringing this to me," he said, before turning and heading toward his chambers.