"Foolishness like that," Veileena declared, in reference to the warring sides, "Is why I have no intention of returning it. I wanted to take it and keep it somewhere secret, buried. I'm sure my money could ensure somewhere impossible to uncover would be available."

She sighed. The dark-haired girl gave a short, confused look towards the food-obsessed knight that had approached her, but to others, well... they were treated with some surprise, to an extent. They trusted her, even if her relation to Phoran Cal. Perhaps people finally understood just how much she despised her father.

Fanilly approached the girl once more. There was no reason, in her mind, to suspect that any of it had been lies, especially once Tiral had offered his explanation of events. For that matter... Tiral had remained silent on such an important issue for so long. But now he had at last chosen to spoke, at least, and for the moment Fanilly did not desire to delay with admonishing him for remaining silent.

"As the others have stated, if you have any idea where the shard may be now, please, tell us," she said.

"If I had any idea I'd have already said so," Veileena responded, curtly, her pink eyes glaring back up at Fanilly. Her mood was rather sour at the moment, moreso then usual at least. "And unlike what the great oaf says, my plan was hardly half-cocked. My escort... may have suffered..."

Veileena trailed off for a few moments, her harsh expression softening somewhat. She averted her eyes from the bodies, but shook her head and looked up once more.

"But even if you hadn't arrived, there's no chance those bandits would have succeeded," she continued, "As long as I live, Haelstadt cannot lose."

The black knight simply bowed their head, slightly.

Fanilly gave the black knight a small look. What did Veileena mean? Well... regardless, it was important to look the bodies over. However, Sir Gillian had already said as much.

At first nothing impressive seemed to be on the bodies, but then...

A note that simply described that payment would be given upon the presentation of the 'Cal girl'.

Upon the note was a single, wide, crimson eye.

It was a symbol that anyone among the knights would recognize. It had been on a flag flown five years ago. It had been said to 'see the true evil behind the throne'. The last of those flags had burned five years ago.

The Flags of Phoran Cal's Rebellion.