[Edelgard truly doesn't understand him. He's hot and cold wavering between fury and depression. How does someone even handle this? Well, if he's not going to be following her around she'll push the door open just to check they've made the requirements before slipping her boots on at the threshold. The gauntlets and the gloves stay off. She has to hold her cape awkwardly to not get blood on it. Her things bundled inside it.]
Yes. After all... in order to have your revenge I must fall.
[And she refuses to be felled. Edelgard takes her first step out the door.]
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Yes. After all... in order to have your revenge I must fall.
[And she refuses to be felled. Edelgard takes her first step out the door.]