Emilia can tell the soldiers have offered all they're willing to, drinks or no drinks. What she can't discern just yet is where this reticence stems from: true loyalty to Deimar, or fear.

Wrathion's questions linger in the air as she watches the men make their swift exit. This is hardly the first challenging mystery to into their laps, and she suspects it will not be the last.

"I wonder who she truly was."