As they left the Beastman's room, the pair headed to their room to get changed. After doing so, which only entailed undressing from their formal clothes and re-equipping their armour, the pair felt more at ease already.
Phoenix noticed a flashing notification in her message interface and opened it. She saw that their only lieutenant had left a message, and skimmed through it.
Her eyes went wide, as did her smile.
"I found us something to do!" she exclaimed as they left their room.
The guards saluted them, a bit surprised by their combat attire. They knew the monarchs were combat-capable, but they weren't at war, or anything.
It was rare that sovereigns would willingly go place themselves in danger if there was no need to. But they would come to know, over time, that their monarchs were all but regular king and queens.
Astaroth looked at Phoenix, his eyebrow rising.
"Hmm? What is that?"
She grinned widely.
