The servant, a young man with neatly combed hair and a crisp uniform, approached the Archduke’s study with a sense of urgency. He took a moment to gather himself before knocking lightly on the door.

“Archduke Alistair?” he called out, his voice steady but slightly breathless. “I have an important message for you.”

Upon receiving permission to enter, he stepped inside, holding a sealed letter carefully in his gloved hands. The wax seal bore the emblem of the imperial family, glistening in the light. He approached Alistair, his eyes flickering with a mixture of excitement and apprehension.

“Your Grace,” he said, bowing slightly. “This letter is from the Imperial Princess. She specifically asked for it to be delivered to you at once.” He extended the letter, his expression earnest. “She believes it to be of great importance.”

The servant hesitated for a moment, before scurrying out of the room.