Have you heard, Duke Aegir? Viscount Menja has
[cdb]hastened from afar to join your cause.
Our houses, Fenja and Menja, share a distant
[cdb]blood ancestor.
And now we stand together again to save the Empire
[cdb]from her plight!
Hastened from afar with what? That miserable
[cdb]smattering of soldiers?
From what I hear, Menja's heir is a rabid supporter of
[cdb]the emperor. Are you certain the father is not being
[cdb]foisted on us just to get him out of the picture?
Absolutely not! And besides, all of House Fenja is
[cdb]united behind you.
If we appeal to the other lords jointly, I'm certain a
[cdb]multitude of troops will flock to Fort Merceus!
I should hope so. I've no idea why they'd side with
[cdb]that pathetic excuse for an emperor.
Only I, Ludwig von Aegir, can restore Adrestia to its
[cdb]former glory!
About those mages. They say they want to,
[cdb]er...alter the fort's defenses.
Fine, fine. Let them do as they wish. So long as we're
[cdb]outnumbered, we must embrace creative solutions.
Edelgard will strike the moment we give any
[cdb]indication we're after the capital.
We'll lure her troops inside, then dispose of them all
[cdb]at once. It will be an easy victory.
I always knew you were a brilliant tactician.
They will never see it coming.
Now, if we might discuss key posts in your
[cdb]future administration...
I can only hope Her Majesty is weak and foolish
[cdb]enough to be so ensnared.
It was never my intent to divide the Empire in war.
That's not what I wanted.
If she'd said one word—one word!—indicating there
[cdb]might be a place for me, none of this would've been
[cdb]necessary.
Enough. I must purge my mind of such thoughts.
I must win. I must prevail over her!