Never before in his life had Erich endured such pressure. As he stood there in formation, sweating like a pig. Since the moment he had stepped foot inside the bridge of the Alfheim Warship which belonged to Princess Celestia Asterion, the woman had not stopped staring at him. Every time he looked up from his feet, he would awkwardly make eye contact with her stunning golden irises, only to nervously bow his head once more.
This went on until all the guests had arrived. Which once they had, the leader of the Alfheim Honor Guard gave out a command to the various Officers from those Interstellar Civilizations who paid tribute to the Alfheim Dominion.
"Attention!"
