The tea smelled good, and it tasted good too. Damian was more than happy to have a treat like that while meeting the current leader of Lemoria.
Ingram was still clueless as to why an enchanter in ascension like Damian and his granddaughter were there, to begin with.
"Emma," Ingram said, staring at her thoughtfully, "What happened?"
The idea of something or someone hurting his granddaughter was too much for him. Damian could feel the pressure inside the room rise and the worries on Ingram's face.
"Relax, there's nothing to do with me, but we might be able to help the city as a whole," Emma said, moving her head to her servant, "Tell him about what you saw."
The servant was still scared. It was hard to put the words together when facing such high authority. Emma could see that, so she grabbed her hand for more comfort.
"I-I was returning to Lady Emma's mansion when I saw it! A man killing a group of people near the road, doing some evil stuff."