212 A Deep Trust Is All That Needed To Fool A Smart Person

There was no response from the Masked Commander and silence fell upon the room for a while. Iria Alewine indeed wanted to say something but... she failed to do that.

Understanding her situation, Emperor Kalos walked towards her. "I surprise you, right? I'm sorry. I was afraid that you would refuse to come if you know that I'm here too," he explained, patiently. "Why don't you take a seat?" He glanced around and took a seat on a chair, waiting for Iria to do the same.

Iria Alewine tried to get a grip of herself and turned to the Emperor. "What do you want? I already make myself clear," she said, sounding as firm as she could.

It wasn't easy.

She realized that what her father told her was right. The Emperor was too patient to still look at her with a calm smile. His calmness and patience reminded her of someone.

"I always want to meet you," Emperor Kalos Francia muttered. "I was busy and now, after three years, I finally find the time."