บท 441: Assumptions

France, September 28th 1803

8:14 AM

Lukas was sitting in Herman's tent. It was very spacious, so he could laze around there very comfortably.

He couldn't stop looking around the tent. He slept, despite being his choice, in a very tight place with another man, who was usually sweaty. This tent could be considered luxurious for him now.

Soon, the tent zipped open, and Herman walked in. "Sorry for making you wait," he said before sitting in front of Lukas.

Lukas waved his hand dismissively. "Oh, that's nothing, that's nothing," he replied. "So, ready to speak now?" the blonde boy asked.

Herman nodded his head with a soft sigh. "Yeah, I guess so. Just hope you don't start annoying me to your heart's content if I refuse your proposal," he answered.

Lukas shook his head. "No, no, relax. You will like this anyway, so I won't need to do it," he assured.

'...You didn't talk about the possibility of me refusing it, though,' Herman thought.