Considering that silence had the connotation of assent, in this case, both of the nobles knew that their agreement would only take effect if Ouriel verbally expressed it. With that in mind, the Archduchess gave no answer to the Count. She just stood there, tight-lipped and disgruntled.
If she had the luxury of absolute power, she would've gone on the offensive. However, the Goddess of victory wasn't completely on her side. Ouriel didn't even know if the deity was paying her any attention. In her circumstances, her success would be determined by the patience that she could muster. There was no such thing as luck on a battlefield that was made for the enemy. She had to set herself ablaze for the spontaneity of combustion wouldn't occur in that environment.
"Well, what do you think? Are you willing to listen?" Rondum urged Ouriel to speak with his questions.
