[color=#F6E1D3]"Well... well, aren't you a curious one, Mister Gepard?"[/color] Kirsten stood up from their bench and twirled to face Gepard to present all of her then performed a very formal curtsy. [color=#F6E1D3]"Still couldn't guess it? Let us say I am currently being employed in a very domesticated position."[/color] She lowered her chin, though the smile remained, it was strained and gloomy. [color=#F6E1D3]"Thank you for your time. It has been wonderful, but I guess I must return to my family... wherever they are. Until next time."[/color] [center]***[/center] [b][color=#a4161a]"Guess you know more about my colleagues than myself, huh? Personally, I'm strongly considering that lengthy vacation, but who knows. Maybe you'll not see the last of me just yet." [/color][/b] [b][color=FEF9A7]"I'd say it's a good call. If you ask my opinion, I do not believe the threat of war is over [i]yet[/i]."[/color][/b] Said Silas with an emphasis, before continuing.[b] [color=FEF9A7]"On another note, our King surely knows how to pick his agents. What I know about them is not really a praiseworthy achievement. Those in your party are quite renowned people on their right." [/color] [/b] He stared at her and smiled charmingly. [b][color=FEF9A7]"You, for example, with that Mad Blade moniker, I am sure if your assignment was not politically complicated in nature, countless aspiring boys would dub that name for their wooden blade or themselves. Another example, that Elven Lady was once an ambassador. Your masked friend is a legendary traveling doctor and that beastman... hmm. I think a lot of people already know who he is now."[/color][/b] A pair of hands with pearl-colored mittens suddenly closed his eyes from behind. [b][color=#F6E1D3]"Is he hitting on you Yonnie? And not even an offer to dance? How outrageous! You will have a lot to answer, Admiral!" [/color][/b] [b][color=FEF9A7]"Here comes the spoilsport! It means my time here is over I guess..."[/color][/b] said Silas as he removed one of Kirtsten's hands and squeezed it.