"Ah... I remember when I first joined the knights, and I gave Emile some of the grape juice Leif made, poor lad was down for a week, mighty delicious grape juice he had in his stores."

So we are fast approaching the finale. Heh... Best finish my preparations.

... So what is next for me after this world achieves it's everlasting peace and I've obtained my vengeance... Hm...

Hm? A forlorn princess, to what is she depressed over I wonder. Care to share your woes with me?

Hm...

Ah, Leif has finally snapped. I was wondering when that would happen.

So that thing's name is Xenos. Glad to have a name, now how to best proceed. I doubt whatever the Prince is planning will go off as smoothly as they would hope. Perhaps it is time I rejoined them.

"Hm..." Is busy thinking of new and creative ways to torment Emile for shits and giggles.

I refuse to hydrate.

I fear no man or woman, not even you auspex.

Yes. My only fear, is being unable to cause minor bits of mischief here and there.

I still won't hydrate. Dragon transformation or not dear auspex~

[Makes squeaky toy noise upon being grabbed] My how strong you've gotten dear Zethia~

Never! [Is eventually forced to hydrate for his own good.]

"... Hm..." Harle seems to be deep in thought, not a rare sight, but his face seems to be scrunched into a bit of a frown, as if he was troubled by something. "... I can't put my finger on it... But things seem... Off... Too perfect if you will... How odd..."

"...!?" He was busy looking out over the city from one of the gatehouse towers, he could see Chelle, and... "That youth... He seems so familiar. Well either way that poor lad is in for a time letting himself be dragged off by her highness, I wonder how she'll dress him up."

"Not here... Nor in any of the registries for commoners either... Fascinating." Harle remarks to himself after having searched the royal archives top to bottom for any record on Euden. "I'll have to keep a close eye on that one, he is definately hiding something~"

"Well I'll have to find that boy again, I doubt he'll let me catch him easily... Now how to go about apprehending our wayward friend~" Harle muses to himself with his usual scheming grin on his face as he paces about the castle.