As they head back to the palace, Cordimis's mind swirls with possibilities. She hardly wanted to come for the recognition of being a "hero" anyways, and now she's in the middle of a plot that feels over her head. She gains confidence from her friends, knowing that atleast she isn't alone. Besides, her god wouldn't send her down a path she couldn't handle. Cordimis will shine his light on the truth, and hopefully save this land from a corrupt ruler let alone the boy.

As they approach, she puts on a brave face and greets whoever meets them first. "Good day, we've spent some time in the wood and would like to check on the princeling. If you would be so kind as to escort us."