Chapitre 268: It's Not Something Which I Could Make A Bet On

When Arin Helev reached the capital, the sun already set. He wasn't supposed to arrive before midnight but he rushed the journey with a minimum rest as those missing cases occupied his mind.

The King entered the palace and finds his wife sitting alone in the room he used as his office. Reading some scrolls, she seemed to be very absorbed in her work. Watching her, he ended up standing at the door for a while.

"You're back?" Iria slightly smiled when she finally realized his presence. She tried to rise from her seat but he rushed to her and in no time, he was standing beside the chair where she was sitting.

"I think you work too hard," he pointed out and crouched down beside her.

"I don't think I work hard as you said," she retorted yet there was a little smile on her face.

"It's already dinner time, My Queen. If you don't work hard, then why are you still here instead of the dining hall?"