Chapter 93: Dovekin’s Tribe

“Greetings, Knights Cecile, Rebecca, and Nana. We’ve been expecting you,” Sara said as the carriage approached. Since Rebecca and the others had been appointed as delegates, Sara had prepared to receive them with proper courtesy.

Little did she know, the additional guest was a coincidence.

“May I ask—who is the lady accompanying you?” Sara asked.

“My name is Leafa,” the newcomer said gracefully. “I am the scion of Count Senestry. Pleased to meet you. May I know your name, Lady of the Dovekin tribe?”

“I am Sara. Please, just call me Sara. I am no noble,” she replied. “Are you traveling with Rebecca? Are you part of the Daneswald Duchy?”

“Erm… no,” Leafa said calmly. “I am not affiliated with Daneswald. I came because the knights under my command encountered trouble with a local tribe. I intend to investigate personally.”

Silence fell.

Sara’s expression hardened. Her gaze lingered on Leafa with clear hostility. Cecile tilted her