[center][h2][b]Ophelia[/b][/h2][/center]

Ophelia sighed internally at the delay, impatient to get this over with so that they could retrieve her weapon's lost twin. Sacred relic or not, they needed the chalice only for a scant few hours--having to do even more to earn it was tiresome. Still, she supposed it could not be helped--one such as the Queen seemed quite unable to leave the chamber, and aid like theirs as Paleblood Hunters was exceptionally rare. Were the roles reversed, Ophelia could at least understand why one would be keen to put an offer of service to work. 

"I'm afraid I don't really know what that would entail, Your Majesty, and am typically loath to agree to something I do not understand. Still, the fruits of your lineage blossom within my blood already; if you wish to further anoint me I shall gratefully accept. I will do whatever needs be done for the Chalice, and would take the opportunity to learn of my august lineage. Though... I know not which of my parents passed down the legacy of Cainhurst to me, for both died when I was very young."