An angry princess

"But speaking of loyalty…"

Adelaide drew her sword and placed it around the village chief's neck.

"All the information you said was too accurate, not to mention the fact that for making a village head you know what you're talking about.

Who are you and why do you know so much information about the empire? "

The village chief raised his hands and turned his head to look at Adelaide with a smile.

"Princess doesn't have to be so aggressive otherwise she will look too much like her grandfather.

My name is Guido, I was a member of the Praetorian Guard of Emperor Charlemagne, a group of people loyal to your grandfather.

But as you know, he died a long time ago and your father did not want to trust us because of that he expelled us from the capital.

As for why am I in this place… "