After his conversation with Málean, Roland's head has finally started to cool off. He walks back toward Arabella. He kneels down beside her. "I apologize for my outburst a moment ago. I am deeply sorry for what happened, and though I couldn't stop it I do promise I will do all I can to try and make it right. I hate to bother you with this now, but do you know anyone who could have wanted to do this?”
Arabella looks from her father to her mother who is as pale as a sheet. Slowly, she begins to process that this puts her in charge of sorts. Her expression regains poise. “It likely had something to do with the expedition. We had permission from the king; however, one can never be sure of motives.” She pushes herself to her feet. “You,” she points to Tyrects, “could you please help carry my father up to his room?”
She then turns to her mother. “We must track down Ricrose.” Her mother stands there, unresponsive. “Mother!” Arabella shouts.
The woman starts and looks at her daughter. “I don’t know where he is.”
Arabella looks around for someone she can assign to the task.
Tyrects picks up the High Lord and readies to follow the young girl.
Arabella gestures for her mother to show Tyrects the way. It takes the woman a moment to react, then she starts off, leading Tyrects there.
In a dangerous political climate, several expeditions are made to the infamous Wilds in hopes of expanding the country, Urbane, and avoiding an all out civil war. But, when the lord in charge of the excursions is almost assassinated, tensions increase and put new pressures on the brave explorers.