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Marquess Araphen: Ah, it's Rath! You've done well. What a performance! Rath : Sir... If you have praise, it should be given to this group. Marquess : Hm? Who are you? Lyn : My name is Lyndis. I'm pleased you're well. Marquess : Oh... It's you. You're Marquess Caelin's--- Leave us, Rath. I would speak with this girl. Rath : ... Marquess : Now... Lady Lyndis. Do you know the identity of those responsible for this uproar? Lyn : I believe it to be the work of my granduncle, Lundgren. Marquess : That's exactly right. Whih means my castle has been damaged in your family's petty inheritance dispute. Lyn : My-My apologies... Marquess : When I heard that Lady Madelyn's daughter was in trouble, I thought to lend my assistance... I find I've changed my mind. I withdraw my offer. Kent : Marquess Araphen! You gave me your word, my lord! Marquess : Your name is Kent, is it not? You failed to inform me of one most vital detail! Kent : What... What do you mean? Marquess : This girl does resemble Lady Madelyn, but... I didn't expect to see her so tainted with the blood of Sacae. Lyn : What?!? Marquess : Don't you feel the marquess of Caelin would be troubled to meet this... nomadic mongrel? Sain : You--! Kent : Sain! Hold! My apologies, my lord Marquess. Marquess : Hm... Your man is poorly disciplined. Kent : Marquess Araphen! Please... If you would grace us with your aid... Marquess : ... I hear Marquess Caelin is ill and abed. I question whether he will survive to meet this girl. In which case, his brother, Lundgren, will claim his title. And I certainly wish to avoid trouble with the coming marquess. Sain : You scheming... Lyn : Sain! I understand. Kent, Sain, we take our leave at once. Kent : Milady Lyndis! We-- Lyn : I am proud of the Sacae blood that runs through my veins. I will NOT accept aid from one who disparages my heritage.
Sain : That was well done, milady! The marquess is a lout. Don't worry about anything. We're all here for you! Isn't that so, Kent? Kent : I beg your forgiveness. Lyn : Why are you apologizing, Kent? Kent : I've been so concerned with seeing you to Caelin. I failed to take your feelings into account. Lyn : Is that it? Trouble yourself no more. You have put my safety above all else. I have seen that... Hold your head up and be proud. Kent : Milady Lyndis...
Marquess : Bah! Arrogant child! If she had but shed a single tear, I would have granted her request. We Lycian nobles will never understand those prideful savages. Rath : ... Are those your true feelings toward the nomads of Sacae, milord? Marquess : What? Oh, Rath! I didn't see you there. My comments do not reflect on you. Yo are my captain. I'm proud of your service. Rath : Of course. As long as we bend our knee to you, you care not where we're from. But when an equal comes from my lands? What conceit. Marquess : Rath! How can you speak to me like that? I have treated you well, have I not? I have paid you well. I have treated you better than your kind deserves. Rath : You will never understand. My service ends here.
Lyn : The marquess of Araphen... He said my grandfather was ill. We must hurry to Caelin... Kent : As we approach Caelin, Lundgren's obstacles will be more difficult to overcome. However, I've vowed to see you through to the end, milady! Lyn : I'm counting on you, Kent. Sain : I'm with you, too! Lyn : Thank you, Sain. Agung... Thank you for always standing at my side. It's because of all of you that I... I will persevere! They will never break my spirit!
Rath : ... Lyn : Rath! WHAT IS IT? What are you-- Rath : I overheard the marquess talking to himself. Lyn of the Lorca... Proud daugther of the Sacae... I would join you. I would add my strength to yours. Lyn : Really? Rath : And this... I want you to take it. Lyn : This is... Gold!? It's too much. I can't accept it. Rath : I have no need for it. And if it will help you... Lyn : But... Rath : I cannot take back something once offered. Lyn : Rath... I thank you.
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