After a few minutes, Duke Gordon finally finished bathing. He changed into new clothes, which Madam Bisset had sent earlier, and faced Vaughn and Zenia. The Young Duke looked fresh as a daisy compared to his haggard appearance earlier.
'It must've been tough for him the past few weeks, and he can finally relax when he met us.'
"Good evening, Young Madam and gentleman. I have been waiting for you to come. I know that you still have lots of things to ask from me."
Duke Gordon led Vaughn and Zenia to the table. He motioned for them to pull a chair and take their seats.
"I know that you need to rest so I'll cut to the chase. Can you give us an estimate of the number of soldiers in the camp? How strong are they? What are their weaknesses? Can you describe the man from Tissuria?"
