The king of Crystalia approached his daughter and held out his arms. He frowned when he noticed a look of disgust upon her features. "My darling, what's with the unpleasant look on your beautiful face?"
Corina looked to the side and let out a deep sigh. "Father. Could we speak for a few moments?"
King Gerald nodded, and the two of them walked to an empty sitting room nearby. Corina took a seat and folded her hands in her lap. Her father leaned against the wall and looked at his daughter. "What do you wish to discuss?"
Corina found it difficult to start the conversation. She wanted to find out all she could from her father, but her anxiety made her throat feel dry, and it became difficult to articulate her feelings. "A-About the treaty," she was able to say after several moments of silence.
"What in particular?"
