"Please, Lady Rosaria. You have to trust me," she said again and this time she dropped to her knees as she gripped the helm of my dress. "P-please!"
It was desperation, and my heart sank. Seeing a young girl who often showed enthusiasm was now begging before me.
I kneeled down to be on the same eye level as her.
"Okay, I trust you," I said with a smile. "I believe my husband and his army will protect this pack."
And hopefully, there would be zero casualties. This idealistic point of view would only help me to stay optimistic.
Wiping the tear gland falling from her eye, I added. "Besides, I doubt I would be any use to the Skollist knights."
"Thank you…" She whispered as she lowered her head. "And I am sorry."
I blinked. Yet, I decided to ask her last statement later.
