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A door that leads to a room tucked away in the corner was once pushed open.

It is as if the looming, imposing stone walls of this chill-gloomed city have come together to hide a spot of sacrosanct tranquility.

The first thing you see is a graceful, ash-blue figure standing at the other side of the room.

Greetings.

Your Imperial Highness, the Grand Duchess Elisaveta Konstantinovna Lacitsara.;......

I can feel your nerves from here. You need not be wary. Please, call me Grand Duchess Elisabeth, as my friends do.

I can tell that you are an individual of keen intellect.

You are to address Her Imperial Highness as Grand Duchess Elisabeth.

Forgive me, Your Imperial Highness. I am obligated to maintain protocol and decorum.

What does it matter?

True goodwill has nothing to do with formality. Allow our guest to relax a little.

Her voice is gentle and innocent, not at all what you expected.

The mistress of the place slowly turns around.

I welcome each and every guest to Bresk with open arms.

Is this not the part where you introduce your friend, Elotta?

Oh, yes, of course. This is the one I was just speaking about, the Doctor of Rhodes Island Pharmaceuticals—

My name is {@nickname}.;You may call me Dr. {@nickname}.

It is an honor to be granted an audience.;I hope I am not too bold in paying you a visit.

As I said, there is no need for such formality. Come forward, closer to the fire. My attendant shall fetch us some tea forthwith.

It may be difficult for travelers from afar to adapt to Bresk in this season. Though she may be remote, there are times when she is a warm and pleasant home.

Has your journey here been a smooth one?

I fear I can't describe it as such...;Public Security certainly cares for Bresk.

Please believe me when I say that all you have seen here is in service to maintaining the city's hard-fought serenity.

Elotta has already explained to me in great detail the excellent work her new Oripathy specialist friends have done in the field. Yours is a talent our city sorely needs at this moment.

You require Oripathy specialists?;Ursus... requires Oripathy specialists?

Our young Tsar wishes to bestow his favor equally upon every Ursine citizen. He even wishes for the division of infection to no longer plague his people.

It is for this reason that he labors himself to exhaustion, such that even the most steely-eyed courtier is left heartbroken at the sight.

But rare is the one who truly understands how precious a treasure His Imperial Majesty's innocence is. We who call ourselves his followers must do all we can to enact his will.

Bresk borders the largest mining district in the Far North, but the methods we have available to treat Oripathy fall far short of His Imperial Majesty's ideals. Which means we require some able doctors.

If that is Your Imperial Highness's goal, Dr. {@nickname} is the best partner you will find here.

I have read Rhodes Island's scientific papers for myself. Unlike those dusty old scholars of the Imperial Universities who simply repeat the findings of others, Rhodes Island leads the vanguard in the field of Oripathy research.

Oh my... I have never heard our proud young officer express such admiration for anyone before.

Has working in Grypherburg changed you? I still distinctly remember your father grumbling to me about the awkward situations you would provoke at the ducal banquets.

A rather embarrassing part of my past, Your Imperial Highness.

If I may explain this admiration further, I have always respected those with true talent and ability, such as Your Imperial Highness, and Dr. {@nickname}.

I am incredibly grateful for the reminder about my father. I nearly forgot to pass on his regards.

His factories still produce uniforms of the highest quality for every soldier in the Far North. His name can still be heard at every banquet on the frontier.

We had best return to the topic of our friend here.

Let us speak plainly. What plans does Rhodes Island have for Bresk?

We hope you will allow us to enter the Far Northern mining district.;We lost contact with a mobile medical team in the Central Mining District.

Upon hearing your words, the Grand Duchess shows a split-second of surprise, but does not forget herself.

She looks toward Eloysius, and you notice the precise moment the young Guardswoman's gaze turns evasive.

The Grand Duchess lets out a long sigh, as if she were vexed by a terrible burden.

Oh dear, oh dear... Dr. {@nickname}—that is how I should address you, yes?

If this young lady has provoked a misunderstanding, then I do apologize.

We welcome Rhodes Island building an office in Bresk, and I wish to offer as much aid as I can...

But the Far Northern mines are not open to sightseers at the moment.

If your comrades are lost, then I ask you to leave with me their descriptions and last known whereabouts. I shall deploy every last man I can spare to help you find them.

Pardon my candor, but I believe we need to discuss this further.

I am afraid—

Your Imperial Highness.

What if I invite them to travel with me, under my name?

Oh, Elotta... You always were such a naughty little rascal.

You know that Bresk needs specialist Oripathy doctors.

You know that with your recommendation, I would not consider this a favor to be repaid, allowing your friend to do business here.

Now look here. What is it you wish to do? Drag our esteemed guest into our muddy, snow-laden troubles?

Elotta... You are complicating the situation.

This is not a complicated matter. Pray forgive my bluntness, Your Imperial Highness.

I have never concealed my objective here.

By the Tsar, there is hardly a soul in Grypherburg concerned about the possibility of unrest in your Bresk.

But there are many curious about the closure of the mining district, and the mutations among the Infected.

Those coming here may be idle young nobles, or scientists researching Oripathy, but they can just as easily be an Army captain, or dignitaries from the State Council.

The young Guardswoman's tone remains frivolous, leaving you barely able to discern if the sharpness she speaks with is one of irreverent rudeness, or if there is a prying, deeper meaning to it.

Grand Duchess Elisabeth's eyes narrow.

If they have their suspicions, then let them come and speak those suspicions here.

The Armies see me as a fence-sitter currying favor with the new nobles, while the State Council sees me as some provincial Grand Duchess. I am well used to everyone laying their doubts and curiosities onto Bresk.

So, my dear Elotta, who sent you here to heap more blame upon me?

No, no, no! Your Imperial Highness misunderstands!

You know that this is just a cushy job for me, paying a visit to your demesne.

My only intention was to petition you to grant these Oripathy specialists permission to accompany me into the mining district, that we might investigate the strange happenings surrounding the Infected there.

May I butt in with some words of my own?

Pray, speak, my friend.

I would like to clarify Rhodes Island's position.

We are simply a pharmaceutical company trying to address Infected issues.;We are worried for the safety of our lost friends, and must find them as soon as possible.

As for other matters, Rhodes Island will not, and cannot, get involved.

I did not ask this earlier, but my curiosity abounds.

Your colleagues, whyever did they go to the Central Mining District?

They went to address cases of Oripathy.;They are Ursine themselves.

Oh...

Rhodes Island's intentions are pure.

We have no higher power pulling our strings, after all.;We know barely anything about this place, after all.

The moment your words leave your mouth, you suddenly realize that being overly frank could make your promises seem hollow, but this sort of overt honesty also makes it hard for others to believe you are hiding anything.

The Grand Duchess ponders for a moment.

The Grand Duchess, who has been listening intently to you the entire time, finally seems to soften.

She has full control over the expression on her face, but you sense her relax a little.

In short, everything we do is in the service of searching for our friends.;This is our only request.

A young woman I care for, and healers of Oripathy who only wish to find their comrades...

If I were to refuse you, I would seem rather cruel, wouldn't I?

I understand your position. You were just worried for our friends from afar, worried that they would get drawn into danger.

Naturally, I do not wish anyone in my lands to meet with misfortune. If I ever have the time, I would like to send stoves out to every soul who lives upon the frozen earth.

Elotta, can you promise me you will ensure our friends' safety, to the best of your ability?

Your Imperial Highness may trust in me.

Good, good. Go now, Dr. {@nickname}. Go find your people.

I permit Rhodes Island to enter the mining district of the Far North.

Thank you for your kindness.

I wish that I were so kind, but few are they who appreciate the kindnesses of others.

People revere those who snatch their rights from their hands, and are grateful whenever a portion of those rights is returned to them. But I do not believe such acts can be considered kind.

The winds of the Far North are bitter indeed. You had best pack some warm clothes, Dr. {@nickname}.

Doctor, Eloysius! You're back!

Indeed. No need to look so excited, Gospozha Amiya.