Eliza's POV
I know Arida was talking to me and no one else. She walks around and stands next to me.
"General, we have a problem. My dad and Sergeant Patrick had arrived. Dad told me that it's an emergency," she says. I stood up and bowed my head.
"I apologize, but... Wait, what am I going to do, Countess Arida? I have no idea what I should say. "
She blinked and sighed. "How did I forget? I apologize, general. It's a force of habit. I'm sorry, your majesties. I'll take care of it then. You can continue your meal, general."
She was about to leave when I spoke again. "Wait a second. I want to know what kind of soldiers I have. I know you understand what I mean," I said, pulling my chair backward.
Lady Arida smiled. "Of course, General. You're still our master," she says. She grabs my palm, wearing that sweet smile. Prince Kalix stands up.
"I better be there too," he remarks.
