- Can you believe this, Gwendal? We've waited what
[cdb]feels like decades, and still no Imperial army!
- What is the emperor thinking? She promised to
[cdb]protect us!
- Calm yourself, my lord. They will come.
- We've received reports of a large army forming to the
[cdb]south of Arianrhod.
- They will scatter this siege to the wind. I have no
[cdb]doubt of that.
- They had better. It's her promises that swayed me
[cdb]into betraying the Kingdom in the first place.
- I didn't do this just so my lands could be leveled by
[cdb]the king of Faerghus's fiery wrath.
- The Silver Maiden will keep us safe. She yields to no
[cdb]invader.
- Viscount Elidure and Count Duval have both sent
[cdb]messages imploring me to surrender for the sake of
[cdb]my people...
- Yes, perhaps it's not too late. I can lure the Imperial
[cdb]army in and kill them, then beg the king for mercy!
- My lord!
- Lonato, you fool! Your rashness is to blame for all
[cdb]of this!
- This is no time to go soft, my lord. Turning
[cdb]our coats a second time would be abominable.
- One betrayal can be explained away with the right
[cdb]sort of excuse, but a second?
- A second paints the lot of us as feckless curs.
- Ugh! Then what would you have me do? Gwendal,
[cdb]you tell me!
- Command it, my lord, and I will gladly go to
[cdb]my grave. You, however, must not.
- Yet unless you have fought life and limb for your
[cdb]people, you cannot surrender with honor intact.
- Anything less would earn you the people's scorn,
[cdb]just as it did your ancestors.
- Hah... Haha! Yes, of course! It certainly would not do
[cdb]to forget that Rowe blood is stained with treachery!
- Well, so be it. A weather vane must go with the wind,
[cdb]and a born traitor must finish the sedition he started.
- Wise words, my lord. Your people will thank
[cdb]you for this course of action.