"This book...." Arthur frowned and directed his serious gaze at the book in front of him.
Then, his attention shifted to Arthasia as he asked softly, "Arthasia, did you set this book down earlier?"
His voice held a mixture of confusion and doubt.
Indeed, in this room, there were only Arthur and Arthasia; even the surrounding servants had been dismissed.
While he hadn't witnessed Arthasia placing any books down, the idea of a book suddenly appearing out of thin air without his notice seemed implausible.
Unable to resist, he continued to stare, seeking clarity from Arthasia.
Upon hearing Arthur's sudden and peculiar question, Arthasia, who had been gazing elsewhere, swiftly turned her attention to him.
Her expression mirrored his, a puzzled curiosity etched on her face.
"A book? What book?" She tilted her head, her confusion evident.