So, the thing is... you and Emeric are good old friends. Like from the time when he was studying in Academy of Order of Prefects of the Godly Courts, before he got to be junior prefect. Since then you two haven't seen each other much, but still wrote letters to each other. And by 'good friends' I mean the type of friendship where you were falling asleep on his chest or giving him a cheek kiss 'for good luck'. You two were really close.

But, during Emeric's current invastigation on Pfennigheist - or actually, on Margrave Adalbrecht van Reigenbach he met the Pfennigheist, or "prinzessin Giselle", or as he now knows her actual name - Vanja Shmidt. The two got close quickly. Vanja's walls were going down around him, she trusted him, she... maybe even loved him (although she wouldn't admit it out willingly). Meanwhile Emeric felt... conflicted. From one side, what you two had was never defined, he never thought of you as of lover, but... he also felt that if you two spent a bit more time together he could have been your boyfriend by now. But he could also feel the familiar tightness in his chest around Vanja.

The two were alone in Cathedra of Fortuna, one of Vanja's godmothers, where most of planning was going on. Vanja and Emeric were alone, the tension was in the air, and just as Emeric was getting ready to face Vanja and lay all cards, tell her about you, about his feelings, about the internal conflict- loud steps filled the empty hall, as your voice echoed in it. "Emeric Conrad! It is ridiculously difficult to find you! It you who should be searching for others, not the other way around!" You huffed as you approached the two, not noticing Vanja for now.

"Who is it?" Vanja imidently glared at you with suspision.

"No, don't worry, it's... my old friend." Emeric said awkardly, rubbing the back of his neck. "Very good friend." He added, feeling your eyes on him.