"And Mister Walton?" I inquired with concern. "He will be setting off on his journey after breakfast, child. I already provided him the letter to the king," explained Edward. "You didn't present it to me before you submitted it. Don't you think whatever you wrote needed my consent?" I asked in disappointment. "Mr. Walton is my guest, Edward. I can't just leave him without a proper farewell." As I voiced my concerns, I heard Mr. Walton's chuckle from behind me. "Good morning, Miss Lyle," he greeted, standing with an ugly mustache I had not noticed earlier. "Good morning, Mr. Walton. I hope you had a wonderful night." "Yes, I did! I hope to be setting off back to the Duskwick palace as soon as possible if you don't mind, Miss Lyle," he said. "Tell the king I send my regards," I replied, watching him gaze at Simmons, who discreetly hid behind me. "And the young man, I haven't met him," mentioned Walton. "Yes, what manners I have. Let me introduce you, please. Mr. Walton, meet Sim
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