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She knew perfectly well that her father would chastise her later for what she was currently doing, but she was honestly quite tired of listening to him. Did he really have their family's best interest at heart?

Well, yeah, he probably did, actually.

She would've liked to use his incompetence or his lack of care as an excuse for her decision to go to Sescoria right now, but even she had to acknowledge how unfair that would be. Her father was no fool, and he meant well. Of course he did.

But she was already in her thirties, and she still felt aimless in her life. Sure, Sparrows had slightly longer life spans on average than humans did, but that was no justification at all, as far as she was concerned. With as much as her father talked about maintaining their freedom and privacy, Pauline couldn't help feeling like she was sorely lacking in both, most of the time.

Even now, she could sense that he was already beginning to chase after her.

At least she'd managed to get a good head start. Flying at her top speed, it wouldn't take long to reach Sescoria at all, and she knew exactly where she wanted to go.

Bosliat Palace. Or Belgrant Castle. Wherever the Queen was.

More than anything, Pauline wanted to know how that woman was reacting to the news of a supposed second Continental War. What would she do? Anything at all?

Maybe not. 'Wait and see' was a perfectly viable plan, especially considering none of the countries in question were their neighbors.

Pauline wasn't eager to participate in a war, by any means, but she did think it was better to know in advance if one was coming their way. Surely, even her father wouldn't be able to protest that logic.

Oh, what was she thinking? Of course he would be able to. Somehow.