"It isn't my duty to interfere. Empress Lucien will be alright."
Although Draco said nothing further, he understood his nervousness and told him the news. "However, they will require help to build up their empire again."
He nonchalantly continued to write on the paper, his head as well as his face, facing down in concentration. "And it is my duty to help them after they had done so much for us."
"...."
"Winter is approaching and we need to hurry." Aleksander continued. He paused with a thought. "Call the prime minister; I need to speak with him."
"Understood..."
Aleksander was worried. He was aware that right now, Lucien needed the mana that she had shared with him, and it was his; however, he believed he didn't need to worry. Efthalia was already by her side and would always be.
He decided that he, at the very least, needed to visit instead of simply transporting supplies to the Galatians Empire.
