"Hello, I am from the Southern Retreat Land, and my name is the Fish Dragon Lady."
While Andrew was diligently familiarizing himself with the brand new Wildfire Territory from atop the Water Tower Tree, at the outermost edge of the territory, by the moat, an elderly lady was speaking to the guards, "I have an appointment with your Lord Anya today at noon."
Her attire was appropriate, her manners polite, but her voice was extraordinarily hoarse, making it instinctively uncomfortable to hear.
"An appointment with Lord Anya?"
The two guards exchanged glances, seeing the confusion in each other's eyes, "We didn't receive any notice that Lord Anya is meeting anyone today."
One of them reached out, smiling as he stopped the elderly lady: "Fish Dragon Lady, is it? Please wait here for a moment."
The other said, "I'll report right away, and if your appointment with Lord Anya is indeed confirmed, we will immediately let you across the river!" Just as courteously.
