He glanced at her, "Do you want to come along?"
Sif didn't answer immediately.
She lowered her head, pulled the blanket down a bit, revealing an old scar on the side of her neck, left during her escape.
However, the identity of being the Princess of the Cold Moon clan was no longer mentioned, even Visa had stopped bringing it up because she disliked it.
She had grown accustomed to others calling her "Lady Sif" or "Madam."
But it didn't mean she was entirely detached from that segment of history.
If they insisted on bringing hatred back into reality, then she must stand there herself and tell them: All the enemies are dead, don't become the next one.
Sif remained silent for a while, and Louis also didn't speak, merely waiting.
Eventually, Sif looked up at him with an unyielding expression, "I will go with you."
Louis nodded slightly, not saying much.
He understood that this matter was far more complex for Sif than it seemed on the surface.
