Wilma made her way towards them. She wasn't too far from hiding. "What it means is, you..." she glanced at Draco as she continued walking. "Your sense of alertness is worse than the imperial knights from our empire."
"What?" He definitely felt insulted. "How dare you–"
"You never picked up when I, a stranger, was near your base." Wilma immediately cut him off from continuing. "Even when I...*ahem* was stealing fish behind you." She felt embarrassed in saying those words but she didn't care even if it meant her pride was to be stumbled.
"...." Draco couldn't speak a word to defend himself. It was true and he admitted his sense of alertness was very low.
"Oh my!!" Aleksander exclaimed in surprise. "To see a day a noble lady accepts her wrongdoing. I am speechless."
Wilma, as much as it hurt her pride, she refused to back away. She was doing it for Lucien. "Let's skip the small talk somewhere and are you really leaving without meeting her?" She stood firm.
