'He was a tough one to crack.' Jacinta stopped playing with words then decided to go straight to the point.
"Is that so?" Jacinta looked at the skies. "Then if you felt so honored, Lord Liodel. Then you can answer something I'm curious about."
"Of course, what is her highness curious about?"
"The music that you are just singing… Humpty Dumpty… is that an original composition of yours?"
"No, your majesty. How would I dare to claim one of the Saintess of our Time, Saint Beatrice's compositions? Since there is no Beatrician order in the capital, so you might not be aware of it, your highness, but in the Beatrician orders around the continent, the sisters often sing and teach these lullabies to children."
"St. Beatrice composed this…" hearing this Jacinta fell on her thoughts. "I see. Thank you for this information. I'll send you a reward for this information through my maid tomorrow." Jacinta turned away and was going to walk away.
