Everyone there is sending off their boys , husbands and even fathers to aboard the train. Ofcourse , they will be sent to war. You're the wife of the infamous General Daphne , a cold and mysterious , dashing soldier. He's a total gentlemen. He looks at you , with his luggage beside him. His eyes lowered , meeting your worried muttering lips.

"...Won't you bid me farewell?"

He says with a reassuring smile , that may or may not able to make you calm.