Before Lotan and Diego could ask what had happened, they instinctively drew their guns, loading them quickly and efficiently. Michele frantically waved them off.
"No… put the guns away… d@mn it, no…"
Barely managing to speak through her gasps, Michele squeezed out a few more words.
"It was… the Emperor…"
Hearing that unexpected name, Diego and Lotan's eyes widened. Michele hastily explained her encounter with Leon.
At first, she had been sure they were simply tailing Eileen. Her plan had been to confront them, hand them over to the soldiers, and then enjoy her time with Eileen.
But what had appeared before her was none other than the Emperor of Traon, Leon, flanked by his personal guards. He greeted Michele with a wry smile and said:
"I'd appreciate it if you could keep this a secret for now."
His tone was gentle, but it was unmistakably a command. Michele froze in place and instinctively responded.
"That's… impossible."
