When Viktor was finished with his task to talk to his gods, he went back to his fortress. He went to his chambers, where Ophelia was awaiting him.<span style="color: #000000">"Ophelia, it is still early in the day. Why return here?"</span>he asked her. He saw a slight nervousness on her expression, as if she did something she wasn't suppose to.<br/><br/><span style="color: #000000">"You are trembling. Talk to me, what troubles you?"</span>He was concerned, but he only was nice enough to her in privacy, as they never speak until the night when they return to the chambers. Viktor, as mad and as bloodthirsty as this demon was, wanted to know what was bothering Ophelia.<br/><br/>********<br/><br/>Nymeri heard Lysonna saying to move out, so he made sure he had everything. He grasped his sword, made sure his bow was behind him, and his pack was there too. Thirsty, he grabbed for his waterskin. He took a long drink, and suddenly he remembered something about what that rider said as he died.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Viktor...is he really back as they have said? If so, then not only is Almeria in danger, but the entire world. This cannot continue. By Pronysus' sword, I will destroy this demon, and his army. But...no, my personal feelings cannot interfere. Although Lysonna is the Lords' daughter, I have cherished her presence ever since I laid eyes...NO! I can not think of love at a time like this. I must protect her, no more, no less. </span><br/><br/>He looked at her, and she smiled as she was talking to Skippy. It made him feel alot better knowing she was safe.<span style="font-style: italic">What in Pronysus' name am I doing? Oh no, if she sees me, then I'll...no, I will continue to walk, and pretend I am looking over her. Maybe she won't notice...Maybe?</span><br/><br/>He did just that, and sure enough, she looked at him. He looked away just as quick as he looked at her. He blushed a little, but maintained his composure.