"My Lord." Cliff bowed respectfully toward him.
"What Lady Kayra says about our situation is true. I have seen how advanced Armand is, their technology is beyond anything we have ever imagined. If they are willing to help… it may be our only chance to survive."
He paused, his tone respectful but unwavering.
"And Lady Kayra risked everything to secure this audience. So, my lord… please. Hear the terms first. Then decide."
Garzin's jaw tightened, his knuckles white from gripping them hard. He glanced from Cliff to Kayra, conflict etched across his face.
Just then, the door opened.
Their daughter came running toward him with a bright, happy smile.
"Papa! Look! This necklace is so beautiful!"
Garzin exhaled and managed a faint smile, kneeling down to meet her eye level. He patted her head gently. "Yes, Narcie~?"
