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Ishgard was always more peaceful at night. Even during the war. The moon shone brightly, lighting up the Pillars. Em was looking towards the sky and the stars as she walked her usual path. Nothing out of the ordinary so far. Her hands were clasped behind her and she listened to the wind blow around her. Nothing too stressful.

Guards came and went on their patrols. Always straightening up when they saw her. House Durendaire guards giving a salute. It was always a different experience when she was in the Shroud. Her titles, accomplishments, and lineage meant nothing. At least, nothing good.

She was lost in her own thoughts when she noticed a familiar figure in the distance. No doubt having met the man at one of the countless noble events are get togethers. Em pulled the heavy jacket around her a bit more and made her way over to him.

Speaking softly, she slowed her approach. “Excuse me, Ser… are you alright?”

It had been a rough day. Another argument with his family. Always over the direction of his life as he stopped home briefly. Yet his father never mentioned the other job they had him doing in front of his mother. Never would.

Yet he wouldn’t dare go bother Tara or Destiney this late. They had had enough problems of their own lately. So instead he had chosen to take a walk. Avoid the house. Maybe wait till everyone else was asleep to go home.

However that walk hadn’t lasted very long. Instead he found himself standing near a railing, overlooking another part of the city. Just staring up at the stars above. His breath coming out in white puffs in the cold night air.

He heard the foot steps before the voice. Even lost in thought he made himself keep an ear on his surroundings. He recognized the voice from one of the parties but he had never gotten a name to put with the face. Not that wearing masks made things any easier.

Her words caught him off guard. A look of surprise crossing his features for just a moment. Quickly he slipped a smile over it to hide it away. He gave her a polite bow before straightening once more.

“Ah. Ser Lancefer Aurifore.“ He introduces himself to her. “I merely found the night good for thought an escape. I am just fine otherwise though I thank you for your concern. I’m afraid I did not catch your name the last we met, my lady.”