Ruins of the Old Capital, Kingdom of Vacuo, Days Later
Tabitha had found her new companion to be surprisingly pleasant. It was..nice, to have company. It had just been just her and the Goddess for so long, and though she was devoted to her unhesitatingly, it was nice to speak with someone other than the Goddess. She hadn't been able to do that since Lapis had fallen. And before that was the traitor...
Ambrose was personable. He was respectful. He didn't probe her for her Goddess' secrets, and she had reciprocated the same courtesy. He was a decent cook and hadn't complained when he took the first watch of their new hiding place. The Old Captial had been abandoned decades before the Great War, and now was only home to the odd vagrant or criminal desperate enough to risk it. No Grimm prowled the empty, silent streets, for any prey..any reason for them to be there had long since departed.
He was also apparently as manipulative as his father, as this entire plot had been by his design. A plot that even her Goddess had agreed to. It was a good plan. A wondrous plan. One that she had been surprised that had been accepted so easily.
It had been a Seer that had found them in the ruins. She had knelt as her Queen's visage appeared from within, and to her surprise, Ambrose had followed suit. He had remained silent until he was addressed.
"I am Ambrose Ozpin, your Grace." He had said. "I have the unfortunate position of being the son of Headmaster Oliver Ozpin..and I would make an….exchange with you."
"I trust.." The Goddess began after a number of moments of silence. "That you have something of incredible value to trade then, Mister Ozpin."
"I have four names, Your Grace." The man smiled an easy smile. "The only four names that could be of any interest to you, of course."
The Goddess raised an elegant eyebrow, and even she herself understood what it was that the man was offering.
"I'm listening." She replied. "What is it you wish for in return?"
"I am aware of the futility of killing the Creature that wears my father's skin. And whilst I have briefly considered spending the rest of my life hunting down his hosts and killing them over and over again.." Ambrose blinked, and chuckled. "..I have no desire to waste my life over the likes of Him."
"I am not hearing an answer to my question, Mister Ozpin." Her Queen had replied.
She had slowly gone for her blade. Whilst it would be a shame, she would kill the man if ordered. And her Goddess did not like her time wasted, even if she had as much time as she could ever require.
"My apologies, Your Grace.I want to deal him a blow from which he can't recover. I want to take away his greatest weapon. I want him to break his word to someone he got killed." He paused, before a wide and an almost serene smile crossed his face, and the Bat Faunus felt a brief chill run down her spine.
"Or put another way, I want your help to see Summer Rose dead."