Eirika & L’Arachel

C Support

L’Arachel: Good day to you, Princess. What a funny thing that we should meet here! It is providence, I tell you!
Eirika: L’Arachel, it is NOT providence. It is not even a coincidence. We agreed to meet here when we planned out our battle strategy. Wait… Don’t tell me that you don’t remember that!
L’Arachel: We planned this? I suppose I simply don’t usually worry about such trifling details. And here we are, so I suppose that our plan must be working.
Eirika: I suppose you’re right.
L’Arachel: Still, divine providence or not, isn’t it strange and wonderful? A beautiful princess traveling with such a ragged bunch as this… You could have told me much sooner, you know!
Eirika: My apologies. Necessity demanded that I conceal my identity at the time.
L’Arachel: Oh, it is no longer any worry. To be honest, I believe I had figured out your ruse from the very moment we met. I said to myself, “This lovely woman could only be of my own superior breeding.” After all, you could never truly fool a woman with my keen mind.
Eirika: My. How…impressive.
L’Arachel: There is something about nobility that simply cannot be hidden from its kin! Why, Eirika, certainly you must have felt the same thing upon seeing me? You surely saw a refinement and grace of carriage surpassing that of common folk?
Eirika: Err… Aheh… Yes, why…the very first time I met you, I could see that you… You were very far from common.
L’Arachel: Exactly. Far from common. I could not have put it better myself. It’s simply impossible to travel incognito these days.

B Support

L’Arachel: Take that! And that and that and that!
Eirika: L’Arachel? What are you doing?
L’Arachel: I’m practicing! I want to be prepared for when those fiends next show up. You never can tell where or when they’ll appear, after all. And if they were to appear and I were unable to prepare a magical attack… Well, I’d like to be ready to whack them with this staff of mine.
Eirika: Ahhh… Don’t you think that’s a bit, well, dangerous? Perhaps you should stop. If monsters appear when I am around, I promise I’ll come to your aid.
L’Arachel: That’s simply no good, Eirika. You know how those monsters can be. I insist that I be able to hold my own, relying on nothing but my skills.
Eirika: I’ve been curious about something, L’Arachel… Why are you so obsessed with fighting monsters?
L’Arachel: …My parents were kind people. I would be like them if I am able. My home of Rausten is so near to Darkling Woods. We experienced many sudden raids. My parents took it upon themselves to defend our people against the monsters.
Eirika: I had no idea…
L’Arachel: Yes, but my parents are gone now. I’ve been told that they passed away when I was but an infant. They…gave their lives defending many helpless people.
Eirika: I’m so sorry.
L’Arachel: Oh, you needn’t be sad. I would not want for that. No, it’s wonderful that they gave their lives battling that filth. I was so young that I do not remember their faces, if I must be honest. However, that does not diminish the pride I feel for what they’ve done.
Eirika: Don’t you feel lonely at the loss of your parents?
L’Arachel: No! Not at all! What do you take me for? Some kind of weakling?
Eirika: No, I see that you are strong indeed, L’Arachel.
L’Arachel: I should say so. But…would you not say that you are strong, too, Eirika? Your father stayed in his castle, fighting the forces of Grado. He had a noble death, don’t you think? Your father was a great man. You must be quite proud of him.
Eirika: Well…yes. He refused to take even one step in retreat from the advancing Grado soldiers. But still… I mean, I…I would have thought no less of him if he had fled. Even if he were no longer a brave king… Still… I would be happier if he were still alive.
L’Arachel: Eirika… I do understand you. Everyone would tell me of my parents’ bravery, of their honor… But I will never see them. I will never know them for myself. Oh, what I would give if I could have met them…just once.
Eirika: L’Arachel…

A Support

L’Arachel: Eirika… Please hold for a moment.
Eirika: What is it, L’Arachel?
L’Arachel: About what we were discussing earlier… I would not want you to get the wrong idea. I was not saying I was lonely because my parents were dead. I am not that weak, you know? I have never even…cried…when thinking of my parents.
Eirika: I know, L’Arachel. You are a very strong person. We are lucky to have you with us.
L’Arachel: I hope you do not think this all too sudden, but… Here. Look at this.
Eirika: What’s this…?
L’Arachel: This ruby has been in Rausten for generations. It is a valuable gem. I would be honored if… I would like for you to have it.
Eirika: What? No, I couldn’t! It’s far too precious to accept…
L’Arachel: No, I mean it. Please, accept this as a gift. Here. I won’t allow you to refuse.
Eirika: L’Arachel… Thank you. I will treasure it. I so wish I had something to give you in return…
L’Arachel: You needn’t feel that way. Here, I’ve an idea… Once we’ve put an end to all the monstrosities in our lands… Invite me to Renais. Does this plan please you?
Eirika: Yes…certainly. Of course.
L’Arachel: Then we are agreed! Now, you had better not go dying in battle on me. Not until then, at any rate. Do I have your word?
Eirika: Yes…let us both live long enough to look back on this time. I am sure that, when we do look back, it will be as the best of friends.