Meanwhile, in Einhardt Territory.
Mireille Von Auster looked at the piles of paperwork on her desk and sighed. How did I get myself into this mess? Oh right, I chose to serve that elf. Another sigh escaped, invading the silence of the office. The paperwork was teetering dangerously, as if it were going to spill over. She wondered how that elf had ever finished it all in a single day.
She was supposed to serve as just a lowly government official in the Einhardt Duchy, but somehow, she had become the acting steward. She shouldn't have been trusted with such an important position, yet the elf had stormed into her office one day and said to take care of the territory while he was gone. Then he took off with his very pregnant wife and left towards the mountains.
