Chiara

The two were talking when a servant knocked on the carriage door and reported from outside, "Miss, the delegation has arrived. They entered the city through Stone Lizard Mountain Pass, though the curfew delayed them a little."

"Hmph!" After hearing this, the little girl tapped the table in the middle of the carriage, curled her lip, and said, "Looks like that fellow has arrived."

"Chiara, should we go over?" Count's Daughter asked timidly. But the little girl's attitude was extremely firm. She hurriedly shook her head. "No. We'll wait here. Let me see whether that fellow is as boring as they say."

Although Count's Daughter wore a gentle, yielding expression, she was not a fool. She could naturally tell that her companion clearly intended to make things difficult for That Earl. She could vaguely guess at the reason and could not help asking worriedly, "Chiara, isn't this a little inappropriate?"

"What's inappropriate?" the little girl replied, pretending not to care.

"But he is the head of the delegation, after all..."

"So what? If that fellow dares to put on a stern face and scold me, I simply won't go to the Empire." The little girl snorted in great dissatisfaction.

"You're not going to the Empire?" Count's Daughter looked startled.

"What are you afraid of, Yinide? When the time comes, stay at my house for a while. I'll complain to my brother. Your father won't dare do anything to us." The little girl answered.

Count's Daughter opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but she knew she could not convince her companion. She could only sit there uneasily, as though she had resigned herself to her fate.

The carriage fell silent for a while. The two of them waited for Brando's arrival with entirely different thoughts. Count's Daughter only hoped that