Ara and Hamon stepped inside the grand general's study room, leaving Alex behind, closing the door on his face. Thomas guided them to a couch, then settled himself in the opposite couch.
"What would you like to have, your highnesses?" He inquired politely, making sure not to offend the royal guests his son had tricked him into welcoming even though he didn't want them here.
"There is no need to trouble yourself, my Lord. We didn't come here to have tea, and I wouldn't want to waste much of your time, so I'll go straight to the point of the reason we are here today." Hamon stated seriously.
"And what is the reason for your visit today, your highness?"
"I want you to lend me some of your soldiers."
