Dance of Death

Meanwhile---in a very distant place---in one of the corridors of a huge castle

*Clatter* *Clatter*

"...Has the father arrived yet?"

"We haven't been summoned yet, so... No, my lady, it doesn't seem like he's here yet." A girl wearing feminine war armor and covering most of her face with bandages bowed slightly and spoke with the utmost respect

She usually wouldn't act so formally with her mistress, but it was neccesary when there was someone else around, and in this case, there were dozens of guards lined up around them.

"Oh..."

"...My lady, you've been standing here for hours, aren't you bored?" After a short period of silence, the armored girl asked

Her lady didn't answer directly, but she looked at the horizon for a long time as if she hadn't heard anything.