Lynch nodded, this situation was within his expectations. Finding an identity for Zilvra on the surface was indeed a difficult matter.
"This time, the Dark Elf is your companion, and I trust your judgment," said the Empress. "Your judgment is very precise, even making the best Prophets envious. However, I must consider the will of the entire elf race. Providing Salantir's protection to a Dark Elf is a precedent I cannot set. If she comes with you, we will welcome her; but if she comes alone, it will still be a dangerous place. So you must continue to keep this secret."
"I understand what you mean, Your Majesty. The opposition between elves and Dark Elves cannot vanish because of my words alone."
"Actually, I am very glad you have been honest with me about everything, Mage. When you entered the Erutalon River, I already sensed the presence of the Dark Elf. This divinely blessed river reacts to potential dangers."
