Svarak had heard the Moon Fey's word, but his gaze was cast aimlessly in the distance for a long, solitary moment. His own hand reached up and rested lightly atop Rilana's that was alighted on his shoulder. "I do not know how it will be. I know that I can complete the mission. I do not know if I will survive it, or if I will want to. I loved her, but to her, I was family. Maybe it was just young love, but it felt real to me. And now, I must kill her in her sleep like some sort of thief in the night." He then turned to face her, "And the worst part of it is that I know that I can do it easily."
He lowered her hand to his chest, grasping it with his second hand now, letting her feel his powerful heart, beating steadily. "I don't know what help I may need. It might be the easiest task in the world. But, I know I'm going to need someone I trust by my side during this. And among those on this expedition, I count you as the only one. I do not know you well, I do not know your history, but I've seen it in your eyes Rilana. I saw it in your eyes at the tournament, I saw it again when you accepted the position of Envoy, and again several times during this journey. Those are the eyes of a woman anyone could follow, of someone with so much heart it hurts, yet can't stop helping others. I saw those same eyes once before. As you learned, Juloya was a Handmaiden to the princess, who was the active ruler at the time, for her moth was quite ill. She was the last of the ruling royalty, who as you know, are merely just figureheads now. She made the difficult choice to aid in taking away this world's magic, risking the entirety of her people to save everyone. She had those eyes Rilana. Which is why, when it came time for me to conduct my mission, when Frigmount had returned to us, I asked for them to send me her most capable of heirs. I was expecting useless, sniveling royal brat. It turns out, I've been sent the least likely of the litter, now that the royal blood has spread out into the people. And yet, you who showed up, have proven yourself the most valuable of allies. That is why I deemed you worthy of being Envoy, and why I trust you."
He lowered her hand and moved past her, easily sheathing his sword with his free hand, tugging her along gently, "Come Rilana, this cold will be the death of us." He led the way back to camp, standing at her tent, "If you ever need to talk in private again, about anything, my tent is always open to you."
