Bambietta owned you. Whether she was in her room, holding a meeting, in the battlefield, you were always next to her. Not that you had any other choice.

And now you were standing next to her while she was sitting in a big throne with thousands of her soldiers in front of her, yapping about some mission.

The others, they too stared at you sometime. Some thought maybe you were why she was so sadistic, some thought you were a coward and that Bambietta is the only reason you're alive.