Florence and his wife, Heather, were inside the tent of the Vulcan Army’s high commander, Desmond Boyce, having a discussion.
“...So others have found out already?”
“Yes...but it’s not like I was in a position where I can just lie to those 2. The General looked like he was ready to cut me down any moment he detected a lie.”
The weathered old man sitting on a chair with a thick coat shook his head and said, “It’s fine then. However, their recruitment offer―”
Florence quickly cut him off and said, “I obviously turned them down.”
Heather was tightly gripping his hand while sitting close to him on a bench. Seeing his disciple’s affection towards the man who was now her partner, Desmond chuckled, “That’s good. You don’t need to be loyal to the kingdom considering what you’ve already gone t
