We are invited inside the castle. There are guards standing on their post, watching Chloe’s every move. They still suspect Chloe as someone else besides being a guest with Prince Faelar. These elven soldiers thought that Chloe is some kind of individual who would take advantage of the situation… or end up killing the royal family.

“Why is Prince Faelar friends with… such a total stranger?”

“Maybe he’s under a spell? That is likely the case… I think.”

“Or maybe it has something to do with a bribe or forced deal that Prince Faelar had made… Maybe he has fucked up? I don’t know.”

Those are the baseless rumours the soldiers have presented. But none of them are real. In fact, Prince Faelar is the one who made the request. And Chloe right here just accepted it. If it weren’t for Prince Faelar wanting to visit the Sanctum of Ugmjir, he wouldn’t be with the topic.

But these royal members of the Elven Republic do not know a thing. And besides, Prince Faelar had a blast with us. Between Prince