The Festival

Looking at the General who was standing before her, there was the slightest hint of displeasure on Lena's face despite her attempt to not show anything.

She was always bad at hiding her thoughts but... it became a must needed since she started life at Aslirith.

"It seems like you're not that happy to see me, Your Highness," Helain Serelli pointed out.

Lena Castelof fought back a sigh when she noticed how formal the General still sounded in contrast to what he just said to her. "I'll be attending a festival and you're no fun. Why would I want you around, Lord Helain?"

"That hurts, Your Highness. I thought that you want us to be friends." There was a little smile on the General's face and at one point, it rendered Lena speechless.

When did he learn to smile?

"We are, but you're still boring," she said, snapping herself out of her thoughts. "I don't want you around in this kind of lively festival."