Keion gladly accepted Calanthe's hug, squeezing her tightly and holding on for longer than normal. She would find out soon why he was feeling so affectionate at the moment.

Settling at his desk, he nodded approvingly. "Good. It takes a Blackwood to know Blackwood standards." He fell silent for a moment, looking at her before he cleared his throat. "Bettering the Blackwood name... has a bit to do with why I called you here today."

He tapped his fingers on his table before he began speaking. "There is someone who may be in Coheed... her name is Ellora Roquefort. She was on the Council with my father, your grandfather, before he and everyone else disappeared." He looked up at her then, his gaze intense. "She was wanted by the Royal Family. Prince Akagi told me he went and dealt with her, but... it was quite odd. Something seemed off."

He paused, seeming to consider for a moment before blowing out a breath, "That is why we need our own eyes in Coheed to figure out what happened. That is why I am asking you to go into Coheed. Make yourself some items so that you may remain stealthy. Invisibility, soundless boots, whatever it is you may need." He fell silent, allowing her time to process.