"L-Lord!"
"What is it?"
"Someone is-"
BOOM!
A pair of doors blasted apart, a chunk of one slamming into the soldier who was reporting.
"Wha- Who dares?!"
Tilia walked into the room to see an overweight man roar furiously. With a tilt of her head she asked, "You are Lord. . . who again?"
"Lord June!", the man squealed.
"Ah, I remember now. I have come for you to end your tyranny against the villages. Release them from your grasp and you shall be spared."
"Some nobody comes into my manor and makes atrocious demands! Who are you?!"
"That matters not."
"Hah?! Reyol! Kill this peasant immediately!"
A sigh flowed through the room as a figure appeared, "My Lord, I have to recover-"
Tilia rose her guard, "So you show yourself."
"It's you! Come with a bit of surprise?"
"A bit of that, a tad of justice, and a bucket full of revenge."
"Lord, this will cost you extra."
June squealed again, "Fine fine! I'll pay you what you want, just kill her!!"
