When Iria walked back to Arin's tent, she saw Commander Julio sitting on a chair beside the King's bed. At her sight, Julio Aliron promptly stood up and bowed. "Your Majesty."
"You're back," Arin said to her with a little smile. "Commander Julio is here and we were talking about you."
"Me?" Iria asked with a bit of confusion and took a seat on the chair near the other side of the bed. Only then did the Commander occupy his seat again.
Arin nodded. "I always told you that Commander Julio is your admirer. Even last time, he asked me if he can have a duel with you."
"Duel?" Iria shifted her gaze to Commander Julio and asked, "Are you interested, Commander Julio?"
Julio Aliron shook his head. "I won't dare to fight you, Your Majesty. Besides, His Majesty already gave me a very good reason not to do that."
Arin Helev cleared his throat and briefly looked at Iria and then the Commander before he said, "You don't have to mention that, Commander."
