Chapter 381 He Must Save His Daughter

Harlan felt a pang of loss upon hearing that Geoffrey was resigning from office. He had always known that Geoffrey longed for the battlefield—he was a warrior at heart, and a warrior's soul never strayed far from the fight. But he never expected that the battle of Zloimond would be Geoffrey's last. He was only in his forties. Harlan silently prepared the writing tools and stood beside Geoffrey, grinding ink. Geoffrey watched him for a moment before chuckling. "You're nowhere near as good at this as Prunella."