The man introduced himself, "I'm Major General Orion. My secretary, Emily, will take you to your tent. Please rest for the day. In the evening, we will instruct you about your mission."
"Thank you, Major General," the healers shared their gratitude.
"And, I would like to have a little chat with the leader from your side. There should be one elder." Major General Orion's sharp eyes skimmed through the guests.
"That's me." The black-haired girl stepped forward. Noticing the confused gaze from the militaries, she stated, "I may not be the elder you were imagining but I'm the one who led them here. My name is Ivona. It's an honor to meet you."
The Major General came back to his senses. He took her hand and pressed his lips on the back of her palm. "The honor is all mine, Miss Ivona. I've something urgent to talk about. Can we head over to the temporary office?"
"Sure," Ivona agreed.
