"Yes?"

"Yeees?"

The people in the conference room had blank expressions. [‘The World-Building Incantation’ scoffs at the idea of discussing rank.] "Yes, Your Excellency, what... what do you mean?"

"The granddaughter of Hispenril Duke... yes?"

I didn't think I needed to explain further.

I signaled toward the brown-haired knight standing behind me.

Go, Sir Rex!