"No way," Helen said, pointing her index finger directly at the queen's face.
The swordswoman took a firm step. She was openly complaining about Ophelia's unexpected proposal. Helen was really bothered by how familiar that woman acted as she sat beside her lord on the throne.
"I support what my problematic companion says." Karol murmured from her place in the formation.
The mage leaned her body weight on her wooden staff, looking at the white-haired intruder with great distrust.
"Karol... who the hell are you calling problematic?" Helen complained immediately, turning her face to look at her companion.
"Obviously she is saying it to you, isn't it obvious?" Mirian intervened very calmly.
The archer sighed and crossed her arms, enjoying teasing the swordswoman a bit in front of the human guests.
"Hey Mirian, don't take her side, I am not problematic." Helen grumbled with a deep frown.
"Yes, yes. Whatever you say." Karol replied, completely downplaying her friend's complaints.
