[Her answer is quick, but nearly breathless as she still struggles to do anything more than contrast the image of Dimitri in front of her with the scraggly beast of a man that she has seen walk around the monastery. It really is startling to see the difference.
Edelgard composes herself in time. With the shock gone from her expression she turns as icy as ever while picking up the bucket.
Despite being step-siblings she has never seen him as family. They were not raised as such, and they did not know each other as such until they had already been parted. That year they spent together is so far from Edelgard's mind that childhood amnesia has settled in and she doesn't connect the boy she played with as a child to be the same person as Dimitri the heir to the Holy Kingdom.
To her the prince had been nothing but an obstacle turned enemy. A hurdle turned into a stone wall. Someone she'd be sure to break and step over as rubble on her way to her goals.
But here her goals are as cloudy as the sky above. No way to achieve them so no need to kill. Especially if there is a chance the dead might be revived and come for her in such a confined space.]
The best thing for you to do is dry yourself by the fire in the Knight's Hall. Otherwise you will catch cold.
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[Her answer is quick, but nearly breathless as she still struggles to do anything more than contrast the image of Dimitri in front of her with the scraggly beast of a man that she has seen walk around the monastery. It really is startling to see the difference.
Edelgard composes herself in time. With the shock gone from her expression she turns as icy as ever while picking up the bucket.
Despite being step-siblings she has never seen him as family. They were not raised as such, and they did not know each other as such until they had already been parted. That year they spent together is so far from Edelgard's mind that childhood amnesia has settled in and she doesn't connect the boy she played with as a child to be the same person as Dimitri the heir to the Holy Kingdom.
To her the prince had been nothing but an obstacle turned enemy. A hurdle turned into a stone wall. Someone she'd be sure to break and step over as rubble on her way to her goals.
But here her goals are as cloudy as the sky above. No way to achieve them so no need to kill. Especially if there is a chance the dead might be revived and come for her in such a confined space.]
The best thing for you to do is dry yourself by the fire in the Knight's Hall. Otherwise you will catch cold.