"Your subordinate obeys!" Aemon kowtowed thrice, as if he had been granted a pardon and quickly scurried out of the room.
Just as Aemon was about to make his exit, Morgana suddenly called out, "Stop!"
Aemon's back went cold and he swiftly turned around, trembling as he inquired, "M... My Lord... do you have any further commands?"
Morgana asked him, "How are the Three Elders?"
Relieved that Morgana was not pursuing the matter further, Aemon replied, bowing respectfully, "My Lord, the Three Elders are currently waiting in the secret hall."
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