She heard what he said. Scout couldn't confirm it, in her position, because it could be considered treason. She nodded slightly, though. "I understand that", she said, which seemed like the best response. "I'm glad you agree. Gifteds are always a sensitive topic, but I would never want to put innocent Gifted in prison."

She smiled at him when he congratulated her. But something seemed to bother him. "I don't know about that. After all, you backed up the queen after the false accusations. And my uncle will always speak up for you. It was him who asked for you to come to the palace. I think they see you as our salvation from the Eldouir. Which is... Definitely a burden to carry, but I'll support you."

Remiel sat again silent hands rubbing anxiously together, "Hiram Eldouir will kill me the moment he sees me, we'll fight and I will try my best Scout but I'm no Eldouir...it will take more than just me to stop them."

Scout nodded, aware that just Remiel wouldn't be able to stop the Eldouir. "It will have to be an inter-kingdom war. I will talk to the queen, prince Augustus Rainecourt and my uncle after this whole situation, to see what we can do. We will need witches, we will need enchantments, and all the Gifted we can get on our side." It was a big task, one she wasn't sure was even doable.

Remiel listened in silence before nodding in agreement with Scouts statement, "A lot of work to be done and time eludes us all, especially with a mad man like Hiram Eldouir running madly about," he rubbed a hand through his blonde hair and down the back of his head stopping to rub at the returning stress in his neck and shoulders, "I'd like to return to the Gifted Legionnaire," Remiel admitted, "I...I feel I could do more, but the Keep is also a good future...despite how distant the kingdom feels towards me and towards Gifteds I'm so compelled to want to help Lorendale as a whole," his head fell back to rest, "I just want to do more."

She listened to him, hearing what he was saying. "I don't know what we will see when we get to the palace, but the first thing we will do when we can is discuss you returning to the Gifted Legionnaire with my uncle. We need Gifted on our side, and you leading them would be how it needs to happen. We will think of a way to use the Keep. If we build a wall around it, get some soldiers over there, it could become a training camp for the Gifted Legionnaire, if that's something you want."

She looked at him in the dimly lit carriage. "Things look bleak, and hope is not something a lot of us have left anymore, but we need to give it a chance. We need to at least try. We will get you back in good graces, my uncle and I will do everything to make that happen. Even my grandmother would. She speaks fondly of you."

"Let's hope there is a palace when we get back and everyone is fine," he casually put his hand on his stomach, "I have a bad feeling though, I think I am going to drive the carriage for a little bit, you and Victor rest, I think we need to get there fast..."

Remiel didn't seem to have a lot of faith in the future, for which Scout couldn't blame him. "Are you sure? Maybe it's best Victor or I sit next to you, with your head and everything?" But getting there fast was a good idea. She wanted to get to her uncle, to see he was okay.

Remiel smiled and took her hand, "I won't turn away good company my lady," he gave her hand a reassuring squeeze as he stood to open the door pausing once to look back at her now that the torch light had flooded the carriage more, "I'm sorry I sound so defeated, I promise you I will try for you...for the Captain and definitely for your Grandmother, no way I want to be on her bad side," then he laughed, "Plus Victor snores, you'll find no sleep," and Remiel exited offering his hand for Scout if she still wanted to ride shotgun.

"Victor, the Lady and I will drive the carriage, we must make haste. You can rest in the back and take over again at day break," Remiel explained, "And your head my lord? You'll be okay?" Victor asked concern lacing every word. Remiel placed an assuring hand on Victor's shoulder, "Lady Kane will be with me she'll make sure I'm alright."

The formality with which he agreed to her company made her laugh, and so did the remark about Helena, but then it turned into a grateful smile. "Thank you, Remiel." She gave him a quick peck on the cheek before using the offered hand to get to her seat in front.

She understood Victor's concern but gave him a nod to reassure him. She would stay awake and keep an eye on Remiel. If necessary, she would take over the reins, but Remiel seemed rested and fit enough, so she didn't think it would be needed.

They would depart again, the soldiers back on their horses and Victor in the carriage. Scout looked around as they rode through the fields. "I don't know if I hope that they give Elena back to the Eldouir, or not", she said, her mind in the place already. "But I fear this might just be the end of Iliana's reign." She glanced at Remiel.

Victor climbed in the carriage as Remiel first helped Scout on the carriage then he climbed up and sat close beside her taking the reigns. Her words about the end of Iliana's rule were super heavy, "That would mean what? Who would take the Crown? Cassian? Their son, Cassian II? We would just be an extension of Nevermere then..."