The secretary Fell Asleep Leaning on the mage's Shoulder

Tap-, tap-, tap-.

Franz’s fingers tapped the innocent desk.

Letter paper lay on the desk, but after quite some time, it remained completely blank.

“What should I write?”

The recipients of the letters were the nobles near the Esteban Dukedom.

Since he had received a title, he figured he should at least offer his greetings and bring up the matter of Yuna while he was at it.

However, he just couldn’t get a feel for what to write.

“Nobles are sensitive about this kind of thing…”

Since it was a letter sent to nobles, he wanted to use their way of speaking if possible.

You know how it is: adding strange rhetorical flourishes about the sun’s blessing, the lush greenery of the trees, the chirping of the birds, and so on...