Our king seeks peace over power, and now the Wyver people suffer for it while he sits on his ass and eats that damned Olympian jelly shit!

[ The words are said with another sneer. Not a fan of aspic, apparently... sorry Frederick. ]

My master seeks the skull in order to have the power to do that which Shanrian doesn't have the balls to carry out! It's hard to believe he's the son of that coward—

[ She cuts herself off. ]

Peace must be won at the point of a sword. You want peace? Then join with us. Once we've succeeded, these isles will know peace!