Rachel lowered her Grand Phone slightly. "A war meeting, huh…"
She let out a quiet sigh and turned her face to the side, frustration clear in her eyes. "Garion… you really picked a bad time to go training."
From the phone, Sorien's voice came again, followed by a faint chuckle. "It's fine, Rachel."
Rachel blinked and looked back at the screen. "Oh… sorry, I thought the call ended."
Sorien shook his head lightly. "Not yet. And don't worry about it too much."
Rachel adjusted her grip on the phone, her fingers tightening for a moment before she relaxed. She gave a small, uncertain smile.
Then Sorien continued, more direct this time. "So, can you go?"
Rachel paused. "Me?"
She pointed at herself, brows narrowing in confusion. "You want me to attend instead of Garion?"
Sorien nodded from the other side. "Yes. That's exactly why I told you what the meeting is about."
He leaned back slightly, his tone casual but firm. "You'll be Garion's representative."
