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((Griselde))

Griselde was slightly confused when she saw the older man chuckling softly at first, a bit louder after she had asked her question. Why was asking for directions such a funny event? Obviously she wouldn't know, and her face probably looked way more confused than it was good for her. However, she was pleased to see that the man was actually happy to help her. The young woman listened carefully as he explained they were actually going to the Akademiyi at some point within an hour.

It was so convenient. Too convenient, perhaps, especially seeing how the younger man spun around, facing the oldest of them. The way he had turned around, she would say he was making quite a surprised face she was not able to see. And if it was indeed surprised he had on his face, this meant they were not going there. Either that, or the young man was not informed about such thing. Upon more thinking, Griselde conceded that there could even be a third possibility; a change of plans.

Either way, the mercenary thought it would be stupid not to accept; she had her trusty sword with her, so she didn't have anything to fear. After all, she could defend herself. During that short time she had been thinking, she overheard the two men having a short conversation. She could tell they trusted each other, of course. And by listening she found out about some interesting facts. The oldest man was a diplomat; that should mean he probably did not lie to her about going to the Akademiyi; what a relief. As for his companion... it should be obvious he was his protector, a guard. He was experienced, too, as he did not address the diplomat by his name. She smiled faintly; the man knew what he was doing.

However, all the good work was wasted when the diplomat used both the youngest man's alias and name in a single breath. She opened her eyes wide; how could he be that careless? For all they knew, she could be an assassin, sent to kill him! Was he really that reckless, or he just trusted Reito so much? The name 'Reito' did not ring a bell. However, being someone well-versed in the art of the sword, she would have to be an ignorant, for her not to know who Silver Striker was.

"Well, nice to meet you, Silver Striker." She offered her hand to the young man. "Knowing your name and alias, it is only fair I tell you mine. The name's Griselde, and some people call me 'Gray Trail', although that name does not really mean anything to me, and it's not as famous as yours anyway."

Nothing forced Griselde to tell him her name, but at least she wanted to be fair. If something happened, she at least did not want to have any particular advantage. "And of course I am coming. That was my goal all along, so it is perfect if you were going there as well, because otherwise, I would not know how to reach that place.

As a woman of few words, she did not want to bother the pair with stupid and useless questions, so she decided to just walk with them without starting any particular conversation. This would allow her to be especially careful about their surroundings. That way, she also planned on listening to what they had to say. Information could always be useful, if one knew how to use it. Besides, that way she could always look around and learn where the various shops were in Aneastor, just in case she would need them. One thing, however, she wanted to say.

"If you have some business to attend, do not change your schedule for me. I am not in a rush, and I can wait however much it is needed, until you are finished with your things. So long as we end up going to the Akademiyi, I am completely satisfied, Ser Diplomat and Silver Striker." She was completely honest with this. After all, if she had secured this much of her future (the future of that day, at least), she was fine with it.