"Please drink this tonic tea, My Lord." Emily put down the empty cup and the jar of hot tea.
"Huh~ apparently I'm too old for my young age." She sighed, watching Emily pour the hot tea inside her cup.
She was sitting at the corner of the inn section that was reserved for her whole crew in the late afternoon. Sleeping for five hours, she felt weirdly calm, composed, and strong. Perhaps because of Eve and Fariz dominions inside her fighting the lethal magicians' dominions.
She clicked her tongue. Something went wrong somewhere. She couldn't fully trust Marsh kingdom's magicians.
"My Lord."
"...Yes?" The voice of her servant snapped her from her own thoughts.
"Please eat your breakfast first." Urged Emily, slightly pushed her book to the side.
"Yes. Eat first, talk late." Fariz grabbed her book and put it on his lap.