Somewhere in Terran, 2 Years Ago
"CAPTAIN!"
Gill looked worriedly at the captain who had already stood up, ready to run to another country. He had just been stitched for an unnecessary injury!!
That injury was not small! He should be bedridden!
The man packed up the basics, like his passport and his wallet. "Captain—-"
Gill was, unsurprisingly, ignored and he could only try to talk some sense out of him. "Please captain, you're not in the condition to fly right now."
Garan's face did not change. He didn't even send him a glance before heading to the door. He was still handsome, tall, and prideful, but anyone who knew him well enough could tell that he was moving at a much slower than usual.
It was clear that Garan was not letting a little injury stop him from going to his wedding. Gill would've called Althea so she could convince him herself. Sadly, even those got destroyed during the accident.
