Brecca nodded, tossing her dress quietly over her shoulders and scurrying out of the room, face red.<br/><br/>Kasala nodded at Larissa's words. "Yes... yes that makes sense." Her voice seemed to crack any time her voice lifted above a whisper, but a hint of a hopeful smile spread across the elf's face as she leaned into Larissa's hand. "More of Dorokor's... unconventional tactics. Oh, my lady," she sighed, taking her turn to brush away some tears. "You were incredible today. I have seen ancestors of yours accomplish less in a decade than you did today. And I have seen even the greatest Ruxvans weep before smaller tragedies. But know this..." Kasala leaned in until her lips brushed Larissa's ear. "You will bring Pinna back. Because you are destined for greatness, perhaps the greatest Ruxvan I have ever witnessed in all my generations of service to your family."<br/><br/>The elf's hands slid down to the noblewoman's waist, pressing once more against her. "I feel it in you, Larissa. Your destiny hands heavy over Ruxvan, over Bedegar, perhaps over all Carrowynn itself..."