The group sat down in the study around a round table. This was requested by Miorich. He was an easygoing man, even though his soldiers may not have thought so. If he was sitting and Anfey was standing, it might have seemed like he was interrogating Anfey. He didn’t want to antagonize anyone. The story of the attack on the Griffin Aerial Squadron was borderline legendary now, with more than fifty different versions circulating. Miorich was a general on the eastern front, and all the information that reached him was the truth. Among the information were some rumors about Anfey as a person. He wanted to evaluate those rumors.
Miorich smiled and tapped lightly on the table. He was trying to find a topic to start a natural and appropriate conversation. Just then, Urter knocked on the door. He walked into the room, and looked troubled.
"What is it?"
"There is someone who wants to see you, sir."
