"Leon, I have a letter for you."
Liliana slowly turned the doorknob and stepped into his room.
Leon, engrossed in his book, flinched slightly before looking up with a curious expression.
"A letter for me?" he asked, blinking in surprise.
Liliana gave a small nod and approached him, handing over a white envelope.
"It's from your childhood friend."
Her voice was calm and composed, but Leon could sense the jealousy lurking beneath her words.
Raising an eyebrow slightly, he said nothing and took the letter from her hand.
As he opened it and read through its contents, shock flickered across his handsome face.
"Arshley received a letter from the Elven Kingdom?" His eyes narrowed slightly.
He hadn't expected such news. According to the message, the Elven race seemed to be facing a serious issue and was requesting his immediate presence.
"What kind of problem could be troubling them so much that they need me there?" Leon wondered, his expression contemplative.
