Hilda rushed to the Kruffswegen Headquarters as quickly as she could with Patricia and Lied. Her almost depressed look was gone, replaced by fiery motivation.
Patricia followed along, hesitating slightly when she got near the Headquarters, but she went in anyway.
"Let us through," Hilda told the guards.
She was easily let in, Lied and Patricia following after her. Hilda was speed walking and on the verge of running. They walked up the stairs, getting all the way to the top of the Headquarters.
There was a single room, and in the middle of that room, was a single bed.
A few Knights were by the bed. On the bed itself, was a man whose hair had gone white from age. He was old, perhaps in his sixties.
Hilda rushed to the man, the Lord of Kruffswegen.
"Hilda, what is the meaning of this?" One of the Knights asked.
"I found someone that might help," Hilda responded, pointing back at Patricia.
