Alpheo drummed his fingers idly against the table as he waited for Egil's arrival, his gaze lowering once more to the stack of reports before him, which he hadn't had the chance to finish reading . With a casual flick of his hand, he turned the page, his eyes skimming the newly revealed content. His smirk widened almost immediately.
He let out a low chuckle, then whistled. "Well, well," he murmured, tilting his head as he scanned the numbers and figures before him. "Now this is impressive."
Jarza, who had compiled the report himself, nodded with a knowing smirk. "It seems our dear prince, in his grand effort to flee with his tail between his legs, forgot something rather important," he said dryly. "Namely, the entirety of the campaign treasury he brought with him."
