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This time, Raphael and his entourage were allowed onto Sapphire Street without attracting undue attention from the guards. Upon reaching the house he needed, he soon met with its owner, Inar, who, for some reason, looked a little confused.
Added 33 minutes later Heroist
—Your gratitude means a great deal to us, Your Highness. But, frankly, I am sure that any decent person, in our position, would have done the same. Compared to the remarkable gift of the esteemed Lian Fay, my contribution here is quite modest and insignificant. In any case, I hope that everything is fine with Lady Vivian now. From the newspapers that are brought to me, I, unfortunately, have a rather vague idea of the current state of local affairs. And, perhaps, even the fact that I have the honor to converse with Your Highness in rather... unusual circumstances—the baron glanced at the prison block—serves as clear confirmation of this.
—Vivian is fine. At least, as far as her physical health is concerned. As for me, my situation differs significantly from yours. For better or worse, I became your neighbor not because of any noble deed, but simply because of the childishness caused by my powerlessness. —Brachea said with a smile. —I will not go into the details of what happened, as this is confidential information, but the point is that my sisters and I had disagreements on certain issues, as a result of which I was ordered to be placed under house arrest. And the only answer I could find at that moment was to demand that I be treated like any other dissident. However, I do not delude myself and understand that my actions are meaningless and have no other purpose than to make me feel better.