"Your Highness, what should I say to them?"
Hamon stroked his beardless chin in thought for a moment, as he was in thoughts. A sound suddenly came from the bushes behind. Ara whispered close to him, "I think the queen's men are already in the compound."
Awhile ago when Hamon and his soldiers were busy searching for Merek, the queen seemed to have sent another group of soldiers, beside the ones Oliver had went to capture, there were others in the bushes. Perhaps they had also noticed Merek's blood trail and were searching for him in the area.
Hamon turned towards the man who had came to report, and spoke nonchalantly, "I have gone to bed."
"...What?" The man had an expression of disbelief at Hamon's words.
"Go tell the fools, I am sleeping already. And I don't like to be disturbed while sleeping...which means I won't be able to grant them the permission to come in."
