"As long as it's my child, it's more important than anything else," the General grasped the Princess's hand again, "This has nothing to do with who her mother is."
The Princess tried to break free, but the General slightly increased his grip, holding on tightly.
"Now is not the time to discuss the child." The General said, "Let's move out now, and see if we can give them a raid or if they ambush us."
The General and Princess, along with a responsible officer, walked down the street.
A group of young people gathered by the roadside, with two airships hovering overhead, and the pilots were chatting.
Three Sheriffs went up to intercept, chasing and cursing these unruly people.
Looking around, there were no loners, and the birds on the branches were densely packed.
Across the street was the port where the spaceship was docked.
