บท 97: The Unbelievers 4

"Everyone was excited to meet the young duchess," General Lytton said when Lieutenant Fraunces was not able to say a word. The current atmosphere had gone cold and the General must have realized that Rosalind is not going to bend.

He cleared his throat. "Shall we go inside the tent?" General Lytton uttered.

"Of course," Rosalind said without removing her gaze away from the woman. She had a feeling that she had seen the woman in the past but no matter how much she thought about her name, it failed to ring a bell. Perhaps, the woman just looked familiar?

"After you," General Lytton let her inside a large tent. The interior of the tent was as simple as the one on the outside. There were four beds and a long rectangular table with a few chairs. As part of security, the soldiers could not all sleep at the same time so the beds must be for them. She wondered if the woman Lieutenant had her own place. Maybe even the General had a separate tent.