Crimea: Queen Elincia! A visitor to see you, Your Majesty.
Elincia: At this hour? Who could it be?
Calill: Good evening, Queen Elincia.
Elincia: Calill! What brings you here?
Calill: Well, you see... Lady Lucia asked me to give you a hand if you ever found yourself between a rock and a hard place, Your Majesty. She instructed the workers here at Fort Alpea to notify me if they thought that you needed any kind of help.
Elincia: Lucia did?
Calill: Lady Lucia has been taken, Your Majesty. But I think she'll be fine. Actually, I know she will. She had the brains to set this up in advance, so I know she has a good head on her soldiers.
Elincia: Yes, you're right. Thank you, Calill.
Calill: Save the thanks for until after the duke of Felirae is taken care of. We can hold the party at my place.
Elincia: Um... Sure...?
Haar: These soldiers are extremely focused, given the hectic circumstances. They are very well trained.
Elincia: Lucia handpicked each one of them.
Haar: Lucia and that... That official with the curly blonde beard. What was his name?
Elincia: You mean Count Bastian?
Haar: Yeah, that's the one. Bastian, count of Fayre. He's usually considered the premier political mastermind of Crimea. But Lady Lucia's proving to be no slouch herself.
Elincia: Yes. I really don't deserve them.
Haar: Come on... Don't sell yourself short.
Elincia: What do you mean?
Haar: Loyalty isn't just a personal trait. Most of it hinges on who's calling the shots. What kind of commander you're under. My first commander was only concerned with lining my own pockets. And next was the Mad King himself. Man, I don't ever want to go back to regular military duty. If Shiharam hadn't asked me, I wouldn't have stayed so long. But he showed me what a leader could be: someone who makes following seem like the most natural thing in the world.
Elincia: What about in Begnion's leaders and the apostle Sanaki?
Haar: The falcoknights report to the apostle, the dracoknights to the senate. Of the two, the falcoknights seem happier. I've never actually met the apostle personally. She sounds like a nice girl, but who knows?
Elincia: I see.
Haar: But I'm just running on at the mouth. I actually came to give you this.
Elincia: A physic staff?
Haar: I want you to fight for all your loyal supporters. Losing your leader is tough, you know?
Elincia: Sir Haar... Thank you so much.