A young man sat in his bare room, clinging to the letter that was handed to him, reading over his mention. He bit into the knuckle of his finger as he shoved the letter into his coat, swinging the door wide and moving for the exit of the Ruberni castle, grabbing his cowl and moving off, muttering beneath his breath, "I swore to protect her and I failed. How could I?" All the while, he set off towards the Druids, making sure his protection of another was secure, even if it was too late for Ophelia, it wasn't too late for the one he loved.