Elena’s POV
Prince Deacon looked at the recruiter for a while before he shifted his gaze and directed it to Tyson, who was behind him. “Tell me, since when did we start recruiting warriors based on gender?”
Tyson stood tall and cleared his throat, looking disapprovingly at the recruiter. “Never heard of any memo about that, Prince.”
“Exactly, so… What’s happening here?”
It’s impressive how Prince Deacon kept a straight face and a calm voice, but his words still weighed so much that I observed the others getting a chill on their spine.
“It’s my fault, Prince Deacon.”
My brows raised in surprise when the recruiter readily admitted it. He put his arms on his back and stood up properly in an attention matter or warriors.
“Oh?” Saige side-commented as she finally stood up from the table
