Lynch nodded, this situation was within his expectations. Finding an identity for Zilvra on the surface was indeed a difficult task.
"This time, the Dark Elf is your companion, and I trust your judgment," the Empress said, "Your judgment is so precise, even the best Prophets would envy it. However, I must consider the will of the entire elf race, and I cannot set a precedent by offering Salantir's protection to a Dark Elf. If she comes with you, we will welcome her; but if she comes alone, this place will still be dangerous. So, you must continue to keep this secret."
"I understand your meaning, Your Majesty. The opposition between the elves and Dark Elves cannot vanish with just my words."
"Actually, I'm quite glad you were honest with me, Mage. When you entered the Erutalon River, I had already sensed the presence of a Dark Elf. This blessed river water reacts to potential dangers."
