we are the cursed we came from fire and ice

[advancements]

(catchall for camilla's and xander's adventures through fódlan!)

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[anythingforyou]

[...Oh that's. Not promising at all. Camilla's at least nice enough to not call him out on that, but it's clear from the way she's studying him that she's absolutely noting that for later. He must know the man, that much is certain...]

No, I'm afraid. Truly, I'm surprised Father would allow an outsider so far in...he's always been a very private man.

[...Wait, actually--]

But...hm. This may not be relevant to you at all, but that old man spoke of someone called...'Kronya'. That she would be prepared very soon, for what they had in store.

[...That's likely not promising at all.]

But other than that...I'm afraid I did not find anyone, or anything else of interests. The basements were new to me, but the castle hasn't changed in the slightest other than some of the new wives.

[darkseal]

[Kronya will be prepared very soon... for what? What is Solon planning? It's definitely not a good sign, and he'll need to return to Lady Edelgard with this information immediately in the hopes that they can sort this out and do something about it.

It feels like they're trying to keep grains of sand from slipping through their fingers. It's only a matter of time before Those Who Slither have no more use for Lady Edelgard.]

I see. Thank you for the information.

Is there anything else, or shall I take my leave?

[He's clearly distracted now, though he hasn't dismissed Camilla outright. He's still looking at her, but it's obvious his thoughts are very far away from their conversation.]

[anythingforyou]

[...He's definitely distracted and distressed. Camilla's look shifts to one of worry, very briefly, before she forces that back down.]

No, that is all I have, I'm afraid.

[...]

Please, for the sake of Her Highness and yourself, stay safe.

[...Camilla's going to stay the docks for a little while longer and get some fresh air, and so she doesn't have to go to sleep, so he's free to leave. Camilla will even move out of the way for him.]

[darkseal]

Her Highness will never be in danger [again] as long as I'm around.

[It isn't something he can guarantee, of course, but the response is nearly automatic. He nods at Camilla - both as thanks and as farewell - and takes his leave. There's much to discuss and consider; plans to be made and scrapped, and plenty more work to do.]