Sofia couldn't fathom how Sif maintained a mental confrontation with her without collapsing.
But she didn't care about this minor setback, and actually felt a bit of anticipation.
Sif is a future opponent full of promise.
Thankfully, Sofia had no idea what Sif was thinking; otherwise, she might have shattered into pieces on the spot.
Thus, the gratitude banquet came to an end.
The next day, Sofia left gracefully.
She didn't take a ship; the sailing speed was simply too slow.
She went straight to the seaside, froze a small glacier, and rode it across the ocean.
In just over a day, she could land at the Empire's northern ice-free port and switch to a carriage for the return journey.
The other envoys and dignitaries from various countries also departed.
Shortly after their departure, a convoy flying the White Rose emblem also left the Imperial Capital, heading south.
...
Dovor Harbor.
Count Sif had come again.
