"I wanna go to the Arran Mountains. Didn't you taunt me yesterday? Why are you now joining me here?" V tried to hold back her snicker, suppressing her laughter before the knight loyal to Ares.
Arthur struggled to contain his laughter, not wanting to end up like the previous day's incident. Although the Empress could heal him swiftly, the burned pain of the Emperor's elemental fire was more than a nightmare.
"I'm dulled," Ares replied nonchalantly, his gear ready for the journey. "Besides, I haven't visited Arran since the coronation. I'm also worried you might have trouble riding. To ensure you don't fall off. For my image, the Emperor's ability measured with how he treats his Empress. If you get hurt, my ability will be questioned. I don't want that to happen."
