Night.
"I'm still not at ease about that strange doctor being together with His Highness." Beside a bonfire, Wya looked at another bonfire from afar with a cranky expression. There were only two figures sitting around that particular bonfire; one large and one small.
This was the third night since they arrived in Lampard's military camp. Ramon said that he wanted to check Thales' injury privately and strangely, the prince agreed to it.
"He is a prince. He can do whatever he wants." Smoking his tobacco pipe, Putray blew a puff of smoke, which made Wya's expression turn sour. "Just relax. Ramon's fear towards His Highness is not fake.
