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[h3]--Merlin's Task--[/h3]

[@KoL]

If Lucette didn't know any better, she'd think that 'Big Sis' was toying with her, but she had been with Marywell for more than seven decades now; The Grand Minister had always preferred an informally casual atmosphere, maybe it was deliberate to not make the magical girls feel awkward around her, perhaps that's just the way she was, or a little bit of both. Lucette could see why it'd be useful to make the younger girls feel welcomed and comfortable; a method that Lucy herself tried to emulate, with Nessie as the most recent case. However, calling her 'Big Sis' was still just... uh... a bit [i]too[/i] personal for Lucy's liking. It couldn't be helped if that's what Lily wished though.

Sigh, so it did seem that Arthur was the "Heroic Idealist" kind of person and it'd make sense that the Grimoire emulating his legends would seek a bearer with similar traits, as is true for most - if not all - grimoires out there. It'd also explain why Alters were often... mentally disturbed as the Altered Grimoires themselves sought out people with 'unusual' mindsets. [color=feec96][b]"Is there truly no other way...?"[/b][/color] Lucette murmured, genuinely wishing that Chinami's life wouldn't end in tragedy, her 'kingdom' in ruins as she's betrayed by her own comrades and loved ones, all because she stubbornly clung to her ideals even when the situation urged her to adapt. Losing sight of the bigger picture by getting bogged down in the details, won the battle but lost the war, that was her curse.

Lucette already knew that Chinami didn't like her, and while it's a mostly one-sided sentiment, recent events made her believe that it was somewhat mutual; Lucy would be lying to herself if she said she never wished that Le Morte d'Arthur would’ve chosen someone else. If there was a way to sever the bond between a Grimoire and its Bearer... [color=feec96][b]"..."[/b][/color] She shook her head slowly exactly twice, no, it wouldn't be right. Regardless, Lucette firmly believed that Liliana - as both the Grand Minister and someone who personally met the original Arthur - would have a solution for this, the Seraph trusted that she wouldn't wish Chinami to repeat history. 

However, that solution wasn't exactly what she'd call 'expected', [color=feec96][b]"Que...?"[/b][/color] Light blue eyes blinked a few times. The favor... was it really the solution? [color=feec96][b]"Ah... well, Big Sis, uhm..."[/b][/color] The younger girl fidgeted, blushes coloring her cheeks again, [color=feec96][b]"I'm honored, but... would I really be the best-..."[/b][/color] Then her voice abruptly cut off before she could even finish her sentence as her mind came to a little revelation. 

[color=feec96][i]If I'm to be assigned as Camelot's warden... then I'll have a sanctioned reason to keep watch over her, urge her away from recklessly using the Round Table...[/i][/color]

Her hesitation seemed to vanish into the aether as the snow-haired girl gave a firm nod to Liliana, [color=feec96][b]"Oui, I accept this task, Miss Mar-... I mean, Big Sis..."[/b][/color] She curled a solemn yet determined smile. With the urgent matter done, Lucette stood up, [color=feec96][b]"I shouldn't take anymore of your time, please excuse me."[/b][/color] then made her way out the office.

There would be no more Round Table without her direct supervision...