Reasons

The former paladin of Dalmasca held the face of the Marquis Ondore, who then became almost gloomy with an incredulous expression. Basch knew well what it meant, there was something that restrained the Marquis from immediately giving an answer to the invitation on the height.

He did not know what it was about, Basch understood what he had noticed from the Marquis's attitude, it must be something important.

The judge did not ask for anything, otherwise it would have been like discovering his papers, so he just kept an eye on the noble.

Halim no longer had any excuses, with that invitation he had received from his height Lady Ashe, he was secretly ordered to reach her as soon as possible in Rabanastre for the restoration ceremony. The Marquis knew well how difficult it was to decline an invitation like that, which was almost an order, he also knew when it was essential to his figure at the ceremony and the role he played.

But he could not go and tell his nephew that the reason he was so shaken was Amaya.

If Ashe had known ... surely he would have taken it very badly, Halim had promised Amaya a promise, which was an oath ... but the Marquis's heart was more human than the Kiltian preacher who lived in him. Ashelia had to know the reasons why he was hesitating to give an answer.

Ondore asked one of his assistants that he should be given some writing paper and ink, telling him that he wanted to respond to his nephew Lady Ashe's letter. The Archadian judge asked what he wanted to answer to him, but the island's governor replied that it was none of his business.

- I am writing to my niece, her height Lady Ashe, the reasons that she sent you to look up here.

-You Majesty Lady Ashe sent me here to find out if you intend to come or not, at the restoration ceremony, reminding you that you are a fundamental figure-

-Giudice Gabranth ... I'm better than you, what are my duties to the royal family ... and which ones to the Kiltian church.-

The marquis looked from head to toe the judge, who at that moment took off his heavy helmet in mithriil, revealing his beautiful face that for many was the face of a traitor.

Very often in his duties, Basch almost always wore the helmet, thus hiding his face at the sight of anyone, only at the palace and on the few occasions the judge took off his helmet. Since he had been invited to Rabanastre for the restoration ceremony of the kingdom with Lord Larsa, the judge had always brought his helmet to never show his face.

Yet Basch knew that in the eyes of everyone with that armor he looked like another, his own voice seemed to be modified by that so disturbing helmet.

That was his only defense in the eyes of the Dalmasco people and the entire Ivalice.

As the tip of the inkwell slowly traced harmonious black lines and grooves between them, the pen swayed gracefully as the rapid movements of the hand moved on the paper. Thus revealing a subtle and rapid writing, with no frills of any kind, Basch could only remotely imagine.

Halim had decided to tell the truth in that message, he had written short lines containing the whole truth. The marquis had had his seal and lacquer wax. Signed the message had called the judge and had given him, looking directly into his eyes with a certain coldness.

Ondore could not bear the man and what reminded him, nor did he want to let his nep know of his coming. He thanked the gods if his beloved nephew had been careful not to be found at that moment, if he had jumped out he would have no excuse to justify the questions that the judge would have asked him.

The huma was just annoyed with the behavior of the girl who did not consider how decent for one of her rank, since she had left the court Amaya had changed dramatically and became much more rebellious.

For the Marquis it was hard work to be respected by Amaya and his manner so abrupt and not in keeping with those he was used to. She already knew that when she returned, she and he were supposed to have a four-eyed discussion, but for now that was not the case, she had something else to look after.

Halim could not wait to get the judge away from his palace, he no longer tolerated that the individual was a second longer there, he wanted him to come back from where he had come, not before he had delivered the message he was there for.

The brand did not dare to think what could have happened if the judge had stopped more than necessary there, he would never have allowed him to approach whoever he had been. He would not allow him to commit a sacrilege.