"We greet your highness," Freya and Ahmad said with a deep bow.
"Raise your heads."
Freya and Ahmad raised their heads with hesitation.
They couldn't tell much from seeing Lydia because she's wrapped in Qhah-el's cloak, but from Inhe's bandages, as well as the amount of blood that had seeped into the snow, it was clear the situation had been dire.
"I apologize for my failure to arrive on time and stand ready to accept any punishment deemed appropriate, your highness… but for now, I humbly request to assist you," Freya said while trying to keep still, so that she won't hurry to her grandfather.
Qhah-el eyed her. It was easy to tell what she wanted. She did not hide it either.
Since she's one of the strongest masters in the province, she indeed arrived late after receiving instruction. However, she still did better than the rest.
