"I APOLOGIZE, Lady Roseheart."
Mona frowned when Gavin Quinzel apologized to her even if he didn't have to. "Why are you apologizing, Gavin?"
"Lukas just overreacted, my lady," Gavin, who was standing on the other side of the transparent wall, said. He was pale and his posture was bad as if he was just forcing himself to stand. And yet, he was saying that the elf overreacted. "I am not that hurt."
She glared at the commander's torso.
He was wearing his suit without the undershirt. But his skin wasn't exposed because his torso was covered up with bandage– bloodstained bandage at that.
"It was Nikolai, wasn't it?" Mona asked, then she raised her head to meet Gavin's gaze. "Judging by the slash from your shoulder to your ribcage, it could only be him. That's his signature way of punishing people that annoyed him."
