When your woman calls upon you to follow her, you don't really mess around.
You follow her.
Achilles left his grandfather after a light nod as he turned into a streak of light that crossed the hall in an instant. The Adrastia Emperor Kings in this domain looked at each other with wry smiles as they watched their most accomplished descendant depart without ceremony or explanation, his attention completely captured by the woman who had summoned him.
Thalsian shook his head with a happy smile that held no disapproval whatsoever.
"Ah, the grandest and the Ninth Adrastia Emperor King is at the beck and call of his woman!"
...!
Even though he said this with teasing tone, Thalsian was still showing a brilliant smile of happiness that he couldn't suppress. He couldn't help but emanate proudness from all parts of his body when it came to Achilles and what he had accomplished.
