- To whom have I the pleasure of speaking? - Mariarnelia asks.
- Revaniel, Your Grandeur. Merely a humble priestess of the Dawn Raven, arrived here straight from Duskwing, home to all our few followers.
- Ah... - This worldview apparently did not occupy any significant part of the royal person's consciousness.
- If Your Grandeur's heart holds the generosity to accept my humble gift, it would delight me to the very depths of my soul!
Revaniel kneels and presents the Deus with a pitch-black box adorned with golden patterns.
Before Deus even thought of reaching for the box, Axel steps between the gift and the queen. He scans for servants whose duty it is to check such items for safety.
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт