❝There’s no need for thanks. They would be fools to strike ME. I still surprisingly have their trust despite not living in Plegia anymore. I may have planned some rather nasty strategies, but still they respected me for that. Now, If I was that idiot Gangrel…I cannot say this deal would have made it even to the front door.❞
She chuckled at the thought of her former superior. The Mad King certainly was a hoot, but also a nutcase. It kept her on her toes, most defiantly. Aversa never could complain about his leadership. In fact, she preferred to work under those who can fly off the hinge. It gave her a sense of intellect and power, for usually she is the one with the cool head.
That has changed now. Most of her comrades weren’t known for killing anyone at the flip of a switch. It was a new, healthier environment for the sorceress. It would take time to adjust.
❝For the love of Naga, will you PLEASE stop fooling with that map already? I know where we are! On the right track for Ylisse, exactly! I have taken this beaten path many times. No one will bother us out here.❞
The silver-haired woman leaned over and snatched the piece of paper away from Robin. She would snap if she heard the map crinkle one more time in his grips. Aversa was sure a child could read a travel guide much better than he. How pitiful! He should be kissing her feet for being so watchful over him during this trip.
“--Ah?” Robin blinked in surprise, squeezing his hands in empty air an instant before his mind caught up to what happened. “H-Hey--!”
Indeed, she’d just swiped the map right out of his hands! Robin motioned as if he was going to make to grab it back, but seeing as her mount could fly and her reach was a touch longer, the Grandmaster merely sighed in discontent, head hanging.
“I suppose...” He casts his gaze off to the side. “Just-- do be careful, alright? I borrowed that map from Frederick...”
The two now passed over the outskirts of a ravine bordering a surprisingly-intact river, The flow heading in eastward from the distant coastline. Well, he supposed, when they needed to settle down to make camp, it’d be best to keep an eye open for signs of manmade paths leading down to the body of water.
So far, things had been going quite well, and not just the negotiations. The first leg of the journey had been fairly awkward, with Aversa remaining her typical distant self and Robin trying at several attempts at small talk. Thankfully, however, she soon opened up into her usual mischievous, teasing self they knew and loved, more or less. And with not much to poke fun at Robin over, the two just...talked.
It’d been real. And it was something that honestly satisfied Robin to have done thus far.
“How’s your mount holding up?” He called over to her. “I recall a forested area near the mountains up ahead. It made for a good campsite first time here; we should probably see if we can’t get there before nightfall!”
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