"Lady Alina, thank you for cooperating with us."
A man with a well build body sat by the chair. "However, since it has become a serious matter, it can't be helped. I hope you understand."
"I understand." Alina who was already seated on the other side responded. The man who looked like he was in his middle age nodded. "It as well concerns about my safety and everyone here." She composed herself without any sign of nervousness.
The middle-aged man acknowledges her action. They were seated in an empty room with two soldiers guarding the front door. Benjamin and Ajex were as well present standing by the corner. The room didn't look anything like a prison.
"So," the man puts both of his hands on the table. His suit was covered with silver armor, a red cloak hung by his right shoulder with an emblem of the Galatians on his chest. "Can you please repeat what you said before about the night you saw Lady Lana?"
"Alright."
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*phew*
"Alina."
