Eliezer felt trapped. He was tired of it all, tired of running into issues he believed he neither had the confidence nor skill to handle, tired of having the fates of thousands potentially depending on every decision he had to make. Was he not born and bred for such a responsibility? Why then, was he feeling so inadequate? Perhaps it was because most other young royals likely managed not to get involved with an enemy of their state, or so he would assume. He wondered about how much more he could take, thinking that his earlier conversation with that mysterious woman was a sign that he was slipping into insanity. Once again, he felt the desire to leave it all, but this time more than ever. Was this a show of his incompetence, as he had believed the entire time, or simply one of his humanity?

He was jolted out of his thoughts when two figures suddenly appeared at the balcony, stumbling back as the first darted past him into the room. The second was Shadow, who expressed concern for the prince before directing his attention to the strange symbols that had appeared on the back of his hand. Eliezer was still pondering on what to say in response to the assassin's first question when he was prompted to look at his hand. He could only stare in stunned silence at the markings for a good long moment, knowing for certain that it was not a hallucination this time since Shadow could see it as well. He was unsure if that was better or worse, however, for he was at a lost as to what to make of this too. While he slowly reached up with his other hand to curiously run his fingers over them, the conversation that Amy was having with the older man about what was on Raven's hand peaked his interest.

Eliezer nodded to Shadow, signalling for the assassin to enter the room with him, and approached the man whom he understood was the assassins' master and adoptive father. "Despite my wish that our meeting was under better circumstances, it is still a pleasure, sir. If I may..."

He knelt by Raven's side and glanced over the back of her hand, finding the symbols on it to be similar to the ones on his. He was not one to believe in magic, but how could he not when such an unexplainable phenomenon was taking place before his very eyes? It then dawned on him that what he had experienced earlier with that silver-haired maiden was probably real and not just all in his head, but who was she, and what do these symbols mean? He already knew that Raven was the heir to the throne of Lunar, was this a supernatural gift bestowed upon the Lunarian royal bloodline? Perhaps his father was somehow aware of this. The king's intention to end this bloodline would make so much sense if this was true. Eliezer wanted to discuss this with Raven's companions, but he knew that he had to be cautious when revealing information about her.

He turned back to the assassin master. "Sir, what do you know of Lady Omrea's origins?"