Margaret exhaled quietly as she stepped out of the Astrea manor. The cool breeze brushed against her face, but it did little to ease the thoughts pressing on her mind.
There was much to consider.
While she wasn't entirely convinced, he had given her enough to think about. Still, it wasn't a decision she could make alone. A true leader respected the opinions of their Order.
"How was it, Grand Knight?" Zane asked, stepping up eagerly.
"Did he throw in any outrageous demands?" Violette, another of her knights, added.
Margaret glanced at the two, then answered calmly, "It's exactly what the terms said. Marquess Astrea simply wants to employ us under his banner."
"Then that's good, right?" Zane grinned. "We'll finally be able to boast that we're serving a great House of the Empire!"
"...."
"...."
A brief silence followed.
Violette let out a sigh beside him. "You should stop and think for a second."
"It's fine, Violette," Margaret said.
