Despite their answers, Sif remained quiet and merely nodded while keeping a straight face. She didn't rebuke them. Didn't get angry over one shortcoming or another of theirs. Didn't even bother to explain what was on her mind. It was like Sif had become a plate of Durandium. However, another chink in her armor appeared when Yuzuki gave a playful wink and blew a kiss to her; the edge of the Mini-Neko's lips quivered upwards in a barely concealed smile. It was certain now.
She knew something they didn't.
"Oh, son-of-a! You too?!" they could hear a young man yell in frustration. Up ahead, the changing of the guard was particularly disorderly, with the relieving men arriving in dribs and drabs, searching for each other and their assignment through the muddled, sleepy 'chaos' that ensued from their sloppiness.
"Yep. Me too," an older guard replied to his junior. Both looked tired and worn out, but the smug smile the elder had was one of satisfaction. "And Benjamin too."
"Uh huh," the
well armored third guard nodded,
lifting the visor of his sallet to reveal the dark, sleepless bags under his eyes. The youngest of the three looked like he was on the verge of tears, but before the dam welling up behind his eyes finally broke, the grizzled veteran caught sight of the squad's carriage. "Don't worry kid, I'm sure things will be looking up soon," their sharp ears heard him say. With the Star Army soldiers networking, each and every single one of them could listen in as the audio was passed in between them all. Of course, the bespectacled young woman accompanying them wasn't privy to any of this.
"It's one strange thing after another - maybe it's destiny that we all met," Adelaide observed the scene before them all, adjusting her glasses. "Something is certainly afoot. The guards shouldn't be this tired, especially since it's the new shift that's in such a sorry state. It is most literally their duty to be rested from a good night's sleep, and if they aren't, they'd be punished for - " The princess' voice stopped mid-sentence as one pair of eyes after another fell onto their humble open carriage. Though they were a few carts back, already, they could see the guards in question talking, whispering to one another as the old shift and new exchanged furtive looks and wolfish smiles with one another. Adelaide glanced at her handmaid, Coco, who smiled back, and scooted closer to the small wooden chest the Princess was The Keeper of. When it was finally their turn to be vetted,
a whistle came from the well armored veteran of the three.
"Welcome. We call this gloomy, slapped together, soot covered excuse for a frontier town 'Charcoal', which isn't so gloomy now that I see you're all here!" he warmly smiled at them all. "State your business My Ladies. I hope you and your guards will be staying over at the tavern tonight; a miserable place like this is always made more bearable with
friends."
"Hi Mister guard! I hope we get to be really good friends too!" Coco enthusiastically waved. He winced, but quickly recovered from the surprise. The man did not even see the little girl until she spoke, and judging by the sour look that Adelaide shot at him, as well as how he tried to conceal his embarrassment, it was likely that the guard would not have spoken to them like that if he did notice the bubbly ten year old. But, he didn't notice her.
After all, his eyes were entirely on the gorgeous women in front of him.