He analyzed her with the cold, assessing eye of a battlefield commander. He noted her stance, the lack of fear in her eyes, and the faint, almost imperceptible hum of dark mana radiating from her core.
Sebastian nodded once, a sharp, decisive motion.
"Understood," the retired knight rumbled. He turned slightly, gesturing toward the open double doors of the manor. "I shall instruct the kitchens to prepare non-spicy, highly nutritious food. And I will immediately begin reinforcing the perimeter walls. If the Capital vipers intend to strike at the Archduke, they will undoubtedly target the flank."
He didn't ask questions or offer congratulations.
He simply recognized her as a high-value asset that required immediate protection.
Seraphina instantly loved him.
"Hi, Mr. Sebastian," Seraphina waved, stepping out from behind Kaelus's leg. "I like your scar. It makes you look very distinguished."
Sebastian paused.
