"Sir Atticus."
A busty woman with short silky hair that cascaded to her cheekbone, and pale skin called out the name of the man seated opposite herself inside of a carriage.
The blond man, Atticus, had his eyes closed, giving off the impression that he was fast asleep but that was not the case.
"Sir Atticus."
The woman called out his name once more.
Atticus pinched his eyebrows and slowly opened his eyes, his expression a little sour.
"What is it Kimberly?"
Atticus answered rudely and clenched his jaw, seemingly annoyed by something.
"...I apologize for waking you, but we have arrived at the camp."
Kimberly slightly bowed her head.
"*sigh*... No, it's my fault, sorry for lashing out on you."
Atticus stroked his golden mustache and apologized to Kimberly.
Kimberly glanced at her superior who still had a bitter expression on his face.
"... Is something the matter, Sir Atticus?"
