Moment with Semiramis

"It was a dangerous situation, Lord Commander," Semiramis stated, her disapproving tone echoing in our quarters.

Sneaking into a castle and then threatening the king was indeed perilous. But I hadn't done it recklessly. My confidence in my abilities assured me I could accomplish what I wanted.

"Who cares. I will take Medea and then we'll meet the so-called Heroes of Kastoria," I said, slipping on a simple coat for the evening gathering the king had arranged. Everything else I needed was safely stored in my ring.

"But you have to first take the Golden Fleece," Semiramis reminded me.

"That won't be a big problem," I shrugged. There was supposedly a dragon guarding it if the myths were accurate. Could I defeat a dragon? I had no idea, but I'd find out soon enough. I wasn't leaving without Medea—she was my first weapon against the Divine Knights.

I glanced at Semiramis, still clad in her armor. "Are you going to attend like this?" I asked.