"I'm afraid if Myraz has him it is already too late," the figure said, pulling their hood back to reveal the ancient face of a woman with long white hair, her intense grey eyes fixing a glare in the direction of Vennar. "I warned you this would happen if you waited, if the king realises...You've told Delphine our plan, haven't you?"<br/><br/>"I haven't had the chance Karolina, we were meant to have more ti-"<br/><br/>"We don't have that time anymore," Karolina said, interrupting him. "Get the supplies, I suppose it's up to<em>me</em>to bring her up to speed then." As Vennar headed into the house Karolina turned to Delphine, a fond smile crossing her face. "I doubt you remember me, I haven't seen you properly since before..." she paused, sparing a glance in the direction of the memorial. "I only wish I was here for a happier reason. What would you say if I told you the King was only on his throne due to a powerful relic he stole from an ancient dragon?"<br/><br/>"Then you intend to send my daughter to the Northlands?" Vennar asked, a loaded backpack in one hand. "Karolina, trained armies have died trying to reach Dragonblight."<br/><br/>"You think I don't know that?" the woman snapped. "But this is the only option, unless you know of something better."<br/><br/>Vennar could offer no response, staring at the floor.