"What are your thoughts on Utopia, Princess?"
Grukel asked as he and Alvara strolled through the bustling streets of the Utopian City escorted by Utopian Elite Knights trailing behind at a cautious distance.
"Nothing," Alvara replied curtly. She didn't bother to mask the contempt in her expression.
Grukel chuckled softly at her brusque answer.
"I must extend my deepest apologies for the incident in Vanadias. The Behemoth's attack was never our intention. We had merely tasked them to ensure Princess Bryelle's safe passage to Utopia as a measure of goodwill in our agreement. Unfortunately, it seems they had...other plans."
"Spare me your lies. You may deceive my elder brother with such hollow words, but I am not as naive as he is."