[Realm: Álfheimr]
[Location: Heart Kingdom]
[Pulchritudo]
Within the confines of the luxurious inn room Goiim had paid for them, the atmosphere was considerably quieter than the banquet they had left behind. The room was spacious, furnished with more than enough comforts for a prolonged stay, yet neither of them seemed particularly interested in making use of them. The bed remained untouched. Neither had bothered to sit.
Gretel stood beside the large wardrobe, leaning against it with one shoulder while her rapier and its sheath rested against a nearby chair. Her silver eyes remained on Mikoto, studying him.
"So she wants us to fetch a spear?" Gretel asked at last. "That's really all this comes down to? We break into the Duke's vault, take one particular spear, and bring it back to her?"
