"So, it is decided," Eilika began, her voice calm but firm. "Prince August, you will not look into this matter alone. Since Damian has already been investigating it for some time, you ought to wait for his return and coordinate with him. It is by far the safer, more strategic path."
August reached up and rubbed the bridge of his brow, letting out a heavy sigh.
"Fine. I will wait for Damian's return and proceed accordingly," he conceded, though his expression remained troubled. "However, by then, those nobles may very well sweep every trace of their illicit trade under the rug. They could destroy documents and burn evidence. What will we do then? I appreciate your concern for my safety, Eilika, but the longer we delay, the more time and leverage we grant those culprits to wipe away everything."
