Grace followed the messenger in confusion, wondering what House Desol would want with her. along the way she saw several other people being led by Desol messengers, which only served to increase her uncertainty. When she was brought before Lord Haklo, she discarded her questions and simply kneeled, head bowed. "It is an honor, Lord. What is it that you require of me?" Unseen by anyone else, Logic snorted in contempt just outside of Grace's sight. Grace steadfastly ignored the specter, focusing her attention on Haklo's answer.

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Alteral was almost out of the city when the messenger caught him, and he grudgingly followed the man. He kept his head low and tried not to think about his growing hunger on the way, keeping himself under control as best he could. He managed to distract himself when they reached their destination, bowing silently to the young noble and silently starting to put together a fire spell while he waited for an explanation.