“Where's Emma? Are you both not on good terms?” Lady Guilia asked as she served breakfast for Speaky, who had just entered the kitchen, noticing his mood. He sat at the kitchen table, inhaling the steam from the meal.

“Don't talk to me about Emma. Konstantin is my only real friend in this clan. She has been getting on my nerves lately,” Speaky replied, and Guilia smiled, serving him more.

“You should eat heavily. I heard tomorrow's mission is going to be a long day,” she said.

“Yeah,” Speaky replied, and Emma entered the kitchen just then and joined Speaky at the table. Guilia left them to attend to other...