18. The End of the Expedition (Part Three)

Women are fickle.

Time-honored truths are passed down through generations. This particular one finds its way into society and daily life, more often than not. Roland had been forced to understand this at a personal level, right here.

Upon reflection, this might not be a change in the proper sense of the term. Rather, it seemed more like a consequence of her suppressing her real self. Compared to the first time he had met Minerva, who then had an air of arrogant superiority, the young woman across the table in her silk evening gown seemed far more graceful, exuding a dignified and gentle aura. All of her actions fit the mold of a "princess" from people's imagination. But this serene Minerva made Roland cringe.

"You mean… to visit soldiers at the frontline?"

"Not just me, representatives from the aristocracy and different segments of society will also send female delegates. We will form a warzone visiting committee to go to Riga."