"Lady Katherine, please, try and calm yourself," Emmerich said. "Nobody knew anything. Your mother only knew that your father, that Alphin, was a young man from the capital, and I'd only once met your mother myself until 6 months ago, after Felix joined the militia. I only had my suspicions, nothing concrete. Why say anything if all I have is an idle thought? Especially since there was no brand until today?" Emmerich pointed out. "And I am not suggesting you merely go and claim yourself heir, or even that you try and take control of the country. But... There is a way that you can help to stabilize our country, to save it from chaos...

"There was a reason your father and I came to Prima," Emmerich said as he poured more tea. "Prima is, while a simple rural village, known as the cradle of our nation. While it's somewhat of a secret, just like the Royal Crest, Prima is where future heirs to the throne begin a pilgrimage known as the Regal's Rite. If you have that mark, then you could undergo the Rite. My duty here was always to help the heir to the throne to begin the rite. If you do complete it, you may collect a proof that will show you as the true heir to the throne." He pulled another scroll from the desk, this one with three pictures, a tome, a staff, and a blade.

"Even children of Iris know of the three Regalia, the Lotus Sword, the Lotus Staff, and the Tome of the Lotus. It is from these three regalia that our ritual, of giving Lotus Bangles to those we wish to become betrothed to comes from... Collectively, the Regalia are known as the Fire Emblem, and only the true heir may wield them. Indeed, to the end of their lives, the sitting monarch carries one of the Regalia, before it is returned to Mt. Ignis... That said, the Lotus Staff is likely missing, as it was the Regalia Alphin favored... But if you are able to obtain the Tome or Sword, you can use it to prove yourself as the true queen." Emmerich explained.

"So basically you want a farm girl to go on a dangerous journey to collect a magic weapon and put a target on her back?" A voice came from the entrance. Felix walked back into the room, a tired and frustrated look on his face. "Just because some mark appeared on her leg? Don't you think that's unfair? Like forcing some grand role on someone who doesn't want it?"

"... Felix." Emmerich sighed. "How much did you hear?"

"All of it." Felix growled. "I was sitting outside by the window." He said. "... So just what choice are you giving her?" He asked.

"I am letting her choose. She can go back to her life or she can take the Regal's Rite, and-"

"You said it yourself! The country's going to descend into chaos if she doesn't do the damn rite! You're not actually giving her a real choice and you know it!" Felix snapped back.

Emmerich didn't have anything to say in response.