"HOW was the quarterly meeting?" the Emperor of the Empire asked.
"Same old boring stuff," Wulfric answered, shrugging. "If you didn't pester my lieutenant to attend, which resulted in him pestering me and even threatening to give me more work, I wouldn't have come."
Cynric chuckled. In the whole Empire, no one dared to talk to him like this. Especially after he became the Emperor. But he didn't mind. Wulfric's attitude towards him gave him a sense of normalcy. As if he was still the same older brother who took care of him and spoiled him constantly when they were younger.
"You're a general, it's only right that you do your duty. And attending the quarterly meeting, no matter how boring, is one of them."
