"I'm my lord's assistant."
"Really?" I asked, not believing him.
"Yes, I was asked to be your escort for today while my lord 'goes to get a wish'," Arlo said, and I sighed. What have I done?
"Can you please tell Poppy not to participate? I was just joking," I pleaded.
"I'm sorry, but that is impossible. It is not in my place to involve myself in the matters of the supreme leader of..." he was saying, but I had no interest.
"You're of no use then," I cut in.
"If you can tell me what your relationship is, then..." he said, smiling. You're just trying to get an answer; too bad I can't answer that question.
"Do you know where Poppy went to?" I asked, changing the topic.
"He'd be getting ready now. We can't go there if we're not participating," Arlo said, and I sighed, feeling frustrated.
"Where is my seat?" I asked, giving up.
