Ethan observed the Duke's visibly anxious expression and spoke calmly.
"I am keeping a strict eye on things," he replied.
"It is a bit troublesome, but we are managing. If I personally make an appearance, I can settle things quickly, but it might leave Blanks vulnerable."
Lancelot fell silent for a moment.
He understood immediately.
Ethan was guarding two fronts at once.
After a brief pause, Lancelot spoke firmly.
"Ethan… go and take care of Frostvele."
Ethan raised his brows slightly.
"As for Blank's safety, leave it to us," Lancelot continued. "I will send Amber for reinforcement."
A faint smile appeared on Ethan's face.
The situation was already under his control, but support from Lancelot would stabilize the political side greatly.
Sometimes strength alone was not enough.
Timing and alliances mattered just as much.
Just as Ethan was about to respond, Lancelot suddenly spoke again.
"Ethan."
"Yes?"
The Duke cleared his throat awkwardly.
