"Pardon?"
"I said if the emperor and I were to face off, who is ought to have a greater advantage?"
"...."
Ivan burst out laughing again uncontrollably, holding his belly.
"What? What's the matter now? What did I say wrong?" Annoyed again. She was trying to be serious and she was being serious. If suppose there comes a time that Efthalia happened to draw out his sword on her neck, she had the will to fight if, she was strong enough. Since Ivan had briefed her that she had equal power as the emperor, a glimpse of light reached out to her for her survival.
However, the person sitting beside her was not helping. She moved back to her seat and waited for him to calm down laughing.
Ivan had never laughed so hard that his stomach would hurt and tears would be drawing out from his eyes. Even though he could noticed the annoyed look of her, he couldn't still stop himself from laughing.
