The longer Yukimura is in her presense -- no, the presence of the Lance, she didn't have this effect on him when she was unarmed -- the more clearly he can think. This is the Nohrian king's stepdaughter, the daughter of his second official wife, not one of the children he fathered with one of his many backstabbing concubines. This is the child who was kidnapped after the assassination of the Hoshidan king, and--
"You have nothing to fear from King Garon if you kill me," said Azura, confirming the conclusion he was coming to. "At least not immediately. He would be happy to use my death to further his plans, but the only plan he has shown any interest in is his conquest of Hoshido."
It didn't explain why he sent her here, but perhaps she didn't know.
Yukimura studied the lance.
"Niou," he said softly. "Open the cache inside the table... once you've served the tea, of course. There should be a dagger there that has the same glowing, misty aura as the princess' lance. You must keep it with you at all times, since I don't think you can sing like her."
"Not without this pendant, certainly," she agreed. "I could teach him the words to the song, and the song has a mysterious power of its own, but you have already vastly overestimated your resistance to dark magic, milord."
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The longer Yukimura is in her presense -- no, the presence of the Lance, she didn't have this effect on him when she was unarmed -- the more clearly he can think. This is the Nohrian king's stepdaughter, the daughter of his second official wife, not one of the children he fathered with one of his many backstabbing concubines. This is the child who was kidnapped after the assassination of the Hoshidan king, and--
"You have nothing to fear from King Garon if you kill me," said Azura, confirming the conclusion he was coming to. "At least not immediately. He would be happy to use my death to further his plans, but the only plan he has shown any interest in is his conquest of Hoshido."
It didn't explain why he sent her here, but perhaps she didn't know.
Yukimura studied the lance.
"Niou," he said softly. "Open the cache inside the table... once you've served the tea, of course. There should be a dagger there that has the same glowing, misty aura as the princess' lance. You must keep it with you at all times, since I don't think you can sing like her."
"Not without this pendant, certainly," she agreed. "I could teach him the words to the song, and the song has a mysterious power of its own, but you have already vastly overestimated your resistance to dark magic, milord."