“Ah…Yes… It is easy to tell our people apart, Haha… It is as expected of yourself. Nonetheless, fights are to be found certainly where he headed, was that not in Yngve’s interest? Vinka and Auflulk appear to have joined the Myrkzver you did not follow.”
“… I do what I want.”
“Right… Nevertheless, it is nice to see you. Hopefully, the travels we are to take are not forcing your will, Yngve.”
“I want to go. Heard it’s tha Veneer Female’s birthlands.”
“Yes, we will be heading to my Mother’s lands, in Arbeumore. The sights are different to those at Sortnaferigr…”
“Ma’am, we are ready to depart. Grant your word and we shall.” — Then Gilead came to her side, respectful to the Archduchess wearing the cape that was to protect her visage as it had been arranged so no one if possible would learn of her departure.