On the other side of the story, the morning before the dreaded luncheon with the empress, three men were living in the captain's quarter together. Henry was in the middle of enjoying his simple breakfast, along with Vale and Xavier.
"Tomorrow Anne would be on shift, I fear for her, if the case really is about the blood plague, it will be too dangerous to be around the infected." Vale was thinking hard, while Xavier is still busy munching the breakfast.
"Oh, come on, have faith, Anne could take care of herself." Said Xavier towards Vale.
Henry took a glimpse at him and scoffed. "What she can do, really? She is smart and a talented healer, but we are talking about an unknown territory here, not to mention the infected violent tendency."
"Then what do you want? You know I hate to complain without any effort being done." The way he put the sentences already being fed up with how many dangers they need to handle right now, Vale was already frustrated.
