[You have enkindled a warm approval from Naberius, kid. Good job. She doesn't hand that out to just anyone.

Maybe it's because you remind her of herself strongly (well, granted, your eloquence needs work). You'll make a fine watchdog for the Blade King someday.

But not yet.]

What if it is the Lord Consort who caused him distress? What if it's a distress born of the affairs of the heart, a pain that will forge something greater from the ashes of what once was? Will you be able to tell the difference, child?