The pitiful expression, his eyes downcast, was so endearing that she couldn't help but smile. The knights cast approving glances at Eileen as Lotan spoke gently.
"You look beautiful. Much better without them."
The heartfelt compliment, delivered in a deep voice, considerably eased her mind. They likely intended to reassure her not to feel bad, but nevertheless, it felt good. Awkwardly, Eileen touched her bangs and murmured, "Thank you, everyone."
After keeping her trapped in a praise-filled atmosphere for quite some time, they finally got to the point.
"Tomorrow, we knights and soldiers will be in charge of security for the wedding. We'll be armed, so you can rest assured. If there are any troublemakers bothering the lady, I'll just…" Michele mimicked a gun with her hand and pretended to shoot. Lotan promptly grabbed her hand and pulled it down, saying, "We'll make sure nothing like that happens."
