Sabina The Saintess

Clad in a simple gray-colored indoor dress, Tori guided her newly arrived guests to her chamber's receiving area. Sitting at the head chair at the center, the two followed suit by sitting at both of her sides. Crossing her legs, Tori asked the regal-looking Marchioness. "How is life as the House Zoliel's head?"

"You know I can't be truly calmed unless the investigation stops, Lady Victoria." The wariness in her voice reflected on her face as she fidgeted with her handkerchief.

Lily together with the other two handmaidens came trotting in with the teas in their hands. As the three served them, Tori replied to the Marchioness. "I understand your concern, Marchioness. That is why you are here, right? To foresee everything until the end."

Yes, after all, you killed your husband for the fear of being imprisoned or kicked out from a life of luxury.

"So, how is the preparation on your end? I received the reports from Prince Yei Lin's side."

"I gathered as many witnesses as I can. The food