The Vastness of Magical Destiny

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Standing in the courtyard and taking one last look at Livonia’s autumn hues, Komer felt a surge of emotion, knowing that once he left, the land might be engulfed in the smoke of war, uncertain when he would be able to return here. Galle and Silesia would be his next targets; everything was in place, and no one could stop him from advancing.

As Komer was lost in his thoughts, the rolling sound of a carriage pulled him back to reality. He wondered, who would visit at this time? He was about to leave; who would choose this moment to visit him?

Finitz’s delicate figure appeared before Komer, "Princess Katya is here to visit."

Komer raised his eyebrows in surprise and then smiled meaningfully, thinking it amusing that Princess Katya had chosen this moment to come to him. He had been in Livonia for nearly a month, and this princess who lived in Cartin had kept her distance, unwilling to move. His request for Livonia to be officially enfeoffed to him had been shelved, and she had intentionally been cold to him. But now she was here. Komer sneered inwardly; that bitch Katya couldn’t even play the part convincingly. Coming to visit him at this time seemed overly hypocritical, didn’t it?

"Oh, please invite the Lady to the reception room."

Facing Katya, who approached with confidence, Komer showed sufficient respect, but he still didn’t quite understand the purpose of her visit at this time. He no longer intended to get entangled with her and Hoffman; he had more important matters to handle and no need to linger here. Once the timing was right, everything would fall into place.

"Komer, are you leaving?"