"And that seems to be it, your highness."

Rosalinde exits the town gates, her spear in tow as she walks towards where you were standing out side of the walls. Her black sandals softly hit against the grass before she stops in front of you, cocking a hip. The wind blows slightly, making her purple cloak and light blue hair flow in the breeze.

"The last town in Elheim has been liberated from Zenoiran clutches. And it's all thanks to you."

She looks out at the coast with a slight smile, before returning her red gaze to your own.

"My sister and I are forever in your debt for what you have given us. You saved our kingdom. And for that, I'd like to return the favor. Please allow me to fight along side you for as long as this battle is waged."

She clutches her spear tightly, a look of contempt and determination spreading over her features.

"The tyranny and fear spread by that forsaken Galerius and his Zenoiran fiends has gone on long enough. It's about time he was struck down, and I'm under the full belief you shall be the one to do it. Therefore, I wish to follow you and help bring him to his knees."

Her expression softens a bit, and she looks at you, those red orbs piercing your being.

"That is, if you'll have me."