[IRP] Power Begets Power

[Lavi]

Under normal circumstances, one would seek counsel before boldly storming an enemy's fortress. Especially when the person in question does not have a military background. Perhaps it is too reckless for the old Cecily to even contemplate. But a little bit of recklessness is exactly what the Marquess of Laus would not expect. At least, that is what Cecily convinced herself of.

Shad offered his typical bluster, to which Cecily had no choice other than to accept with a nod. In all honesty, she would prefer not to be indebted to the Etruscan, but the daring nature of her plan meant that any help is meaningful.

"I am sure we can discuss the details of armament and supplies with the marquess before we depart," Cecily replied. "Perhaps this may act as a step towards freedom for Etruria."

She saw the mixture of confusion and surprise on Satsume's face, but opted to ignore it then. They could discuss the details in private, which is why Cecily was at Satsume's door later that day. She politely knocked.

"Yeah?" she heard from the other side.

"May I come in?" Cecily asked.

"Yeah," she heard again.

Cecily entered and closed the door behind her before speaking again. "I wanted to address your reservations."

Even as she said so, Cecily had to pause to collect her thoughts. It felt difficult to explain, but she would never say so out loud.

"We cannot continue this cat and mouse game with Lausian assassins," she began, referring to the assassination of Albert in Bern. "At some point, one of these attempts will incapacitate, if not kill, me. Rather than bide our time and take that risk, I would prefer to take the offensive with the opening that Lord Elbert is willing to provide us. Knowing my uncle, the Marquess of Laus, he would be grasping at any rumors of my whereabouts. That is why I need you."

Her attention found the dagger that Satsume had casually put aside. In all honesty, she preferred that he handle it with greater reverence. But it is his to do as he wills. Her own attachment to its previous owner remains a lingering pain.

"Specifically, I need to tell you how to convincingly use the authority of the dagger I bestowed upon you. At least well enough that no one would question you at first glance," Cecily clarified.

"I am sure you noticed the lion's head sculpted into the hilt. It represents the authority of Lausian nobility. However, you will also notice that the nose on this particular dagger has a large dent. The story behind it is well known to the royal guard, so you must not allow it to be examined," she continued.