Chapter 73: Utter Chaos
Cordelia, Henry, and the rest of the knights that accompanied Elys and Aleksander were outside, waiting and oblivious to the happenings of the throne room.
"Hey, Henry," Cordelia nudged at the attendant that stood stiffly beside her.
The old man turned to her and raised a brow, "Yes?"
"I can’t seem to find myself not to notice you were always so wimpy. Would you like to become stronger?" she asked him out of the blue. "I can help you learn a few self-defense tricks."
Henry was taken aback by the weird question Cordelia raised. The knights who waited with them were as silent as dead men, and the quiet made it a bit more embarrassing to Henry. He knew all too well that the vampires heard Cordelia’s question for him, as well as her little remark.
"Woman," Henry adjusted his pince-nez as he tried to save a bit of dignity in him, "why do you ask such a thing?"
Cordelia smirked, noticing Henry’s attempt to look as if he didn’t acknowledge her comment on him, "Well, it just seemed like you struggle every time we had problems along the way. Especially when it came down to life and death situations."
Henry choked on his own saliva.
"H-How improper of you to talk to me like that!" he said, his face turning beet red with anger, "You still owe me respect as the senior attendant, slave!"
"And you owe me a thank you for saving your life several times already," Cordelia crossed her arms.
"!"