"What? You're joining the Silver Armor Guard?" Randa looked at the young man in front of her, her emotions a mixture of feelings.
"I know you won't stay with me forever, but I didn't expect you'd leave me so soon." Randa felt very depressed.
She was, of course, aware of what the Silver Armor Guard represented in Percival - they were the personal protection squad of the Holy Master. Even the General and Prince had to be respectful in their presence.
Randa rolled her eyes and whispered, "I know with your abilities you can definitely join the Silver Armor Guard. I just would like to know what the mysterious Holy Master looks like. If you join the Guard, can you secretly tell me? I promise I won't tell anyone."
Aubree Groove quietly looked at this princess– whether too naive or too clever was unclear. After a pause, she said, "Your Highness, the Silver Armor Guard revealing the Holy Master's privacy is a capital offense."