Schwi Heiron, determined to achieve her goals, leaned over her desk, surrounded by parchment and the weight of her responsibilities. The room echoed with the rustle of papers as her personal maid diligently worked alongside her.
"Has there been any replies yet?" she inquired, her eyes focused on the intricate details of the documents.
The personal maid, a loyal companion in her endeavors, replied with a bow,
"Aside from Tristan's firm denial the other day, everybody else hasn't made any actual replies yet, my lady."
Schwi pondered Tristan's refusal, considering the tempting offer she had presented to him.
The divine sword Osten, infused with the divinity of the wind god Tenshu, held a significant allure.
It was a weapon with a history, originally owned by his master and later confiscated by the holy church. The fact that it found its way into the possession of the Heiron family, specifically her father, added layers to its significance.