"Is the fruit tea not to your taste?"
Haitia asked with a smile, taking the initiative to inquire.
"I'm full."
Other Shore used her "professional voice," a bland and impolite tone, which she usually employed as the Empire's Knight Commander to handle those sudden Imperial Capital nobles trying to cozy up to her; in fact, she couldn't remember which families had complex noble surnames.
If not for Haitia's invitation, Other Shore would never have visited specifically.
"I heard about you from the residents of Riverside Town. They said you led them out of the small town under the fleet's bombardment."
"It was nothing."
Other Shore waved her hand.
"Please come with me."
