Henry thought for a moment, then decided to ask directly, "Please forgive my rudeness, Countess Ratifa. I was just thinking about some things concerning the snowfields of the Northern Lands and may have gotten a bit lost in thought."
Ratifa let out a small sigh of relief, her smile holding a trace of both reassurance and disappointment.
"It's alright, Baron Henry."
Henry nodded and asked, "Indeed, Countess Ratifa. I was wondering if you have any special intelligence. Perhaps I can help the Prince better deal with the enemies in the Northern Lands."
Ratifa pondered for a moment before speaking slowly, "Baron Henry, I must admit, the number of enemies in the Northern Lands has far exceeded our expectations."
"However, I believe that as long as we can find their weakness, we will surely find a way to defeat them."
Henry shook his head and pressed on, "Countess Ratifa, you should understand what I mean... I want to know why there are so many enemies... Do you understand?"
