"Father, the captain of the royal guard went far too far just now! Durandal and Rita are both guests I invited back, and members of my party as well. Yet they were made to suffer such humiliation!"
At that moment, Freia suddenly stepped forward as well, indignantly speaking up for Durandal and Rita. Afterward, she shot them an apologetic glance, looking deeply guilty.
They had clearly been guests she invited, yet things had turned out like this.
It had to be said that Freia's display of attitude was quite impressive. Though she was a princess, she had rebuked her own father on their behalf. One had to know that he was the ruler of an Empire, no ordinary man. Rebuking him? The consequences could be severe.
But from another perspective, this was also a perfect display of winning people over.
However, Durandal did not appreciate the gesture. Freia had shown no reaction earlier, treating herself as a spectator... yet only now had she stepped forward to show how much she cared about them.
Still, Durandal said nothing. Hadn't she already guessed what kind of person this princess was from the start? It was hardly surprising.
Besides, she wanted to keep watching and see what other performance they had in store...
Rita, on the other hand, very cooperatively gave Freia a "grateful" look. Durandal was straightforward, but Rita was a little fox.
"Ahem... Freia, you are right. We were at fault earlier. I offer my apologies."
Prohm lowered his head with a dark expression and remained silent for several seconds before finally raising it again and reluctantly admitting his mistake. As the king of Jiowral, he had not made such concessions in a long time.
Had this been when he was younger, how could he possibly have tolerated this?
But he