She had him--surprisingly, but she had him. As she charged however, he did nothing. No attempt at dodging, no breaking her spell. Why? Was he expecting her to hesitate? What was he planning? No, it could've been a trap--but as all those thoughts were processed, she wouldn't stop. Her holy blade went right through his abdomen, plunging its light through him. She panted slightly, turning the blade, pouring her magicks into it as it would make an attempt to purify Zodiark. She looked right at him, her eyes narrowing at him.

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If Nadeline wasn't upset before, she certainly was now.

The princess definitely did not choose to spare any sort of sympathy for her future sister in law. Or...was it because she knew Wesley wouldn't like it? No, no, no, Wesley was not that type of man. He would take responsibility, he always wanted to do what was right. But what if this was the straw that broke the chocobo's back? What if he wasn't ready? She certainly didn't feel ready, and she definitely felt the disappointment from both her father and Isabelle. More her father, who was openly weeping, but even Grant didn't look too happy. Oh no, what if Wesley reacted the same way? What if he got angry? What if he knew already and really did leave for Giza?! 

"[color=turquoise]Speechless?[/color]" Reia asked dryly, raising an eyebrow at her niece. "[color=turquoise]Honestly...must I do everything?[/color]" She rolled her eyes, though she looked directly at Cassandra. "[color=turquoise]If that truly is the case, we will hunt him down. He [i]is[/i] responsible, after all: it takes two to tango.[/color]"

Nadeline appreciated the sentiment, but honestly, she realized that she couldn't care about anything else. She turned on her heel, immediately marching out the door, though in a moment she actually found herself running. Her feet wobbled, but she needed to find Wesley.

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Emiri nearly screamed as Wesley would appear; where had he come from? Fortunately, he seemed to be more in control than she was, and had heard the entirety of the conversation between herself and Keiran. Or at least, a majority of it. She listened as he stated his mistrust, and she couldn't help but get that all too familiar nervousness once again. Was it too much to expect that everything was said and done with? Of course it was. Nothing in this life was easy, less so with Keiran doing as he pleased without a care in the world. The brunette closed her eyes for a moment, clearing her head before she would get any crazy ideas. She was rewarded with a headache instead, though she would look at Wesley.

"[color=pink]It won't be so easy to get rid of him,[/color]" She would admit out loud. "[color=pink]Whether we like it or not, he and I are...intertwined. He's planning something, I'm sure of it. It's...hard not to feel at fault for whatever he's planning. I know Jaakuna blames himself, but if I had just come forward with the truth...[/color]" She stopped, shaking her head. "[color=pink]I'm willing to bet anything he is up to something. As to what, I'm unsure, but first and foremost, there has to be some way I can distance myself from him. Anything and everything I do, he sees, he knows. For now, I've managed to block him, but...if anything happens to any of you...[/color]"