"General, where are you going?"

"To the training grounds. I want to see the progress from General Cairo and hear some details," I answered Jack as we sauntered through the field with my hurried steps.

"But the invitation designer is arriving soon, General." I heard his sigh as he followed me. "We must not be late. I don't want to get scolded by His Majesty." There was distress in his tone that made me turn my head at him.

I smiled sheepishly. "Worry not for we won't stay there that long, Jack. By the time the designer arrives, we will be there just in time." I winked at him.

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