'Represent her?'
Alden displayed a puzzled look.
"You don't have to fight, if you don't wish to… but as my Successor, I hope you can attend the Tournament in my stead."
'Ah.'
The Keeper's Apprentice straightened, his expression growing solemn.
"My reasons are twofold. First, it will be a confirmation that I have indeed taken you on as an apprentice, enabling me to show you off to the rest of the Sanctuary. Secondly, it will give you a chance to make your formal debut into high society. I want you to mingle and try to make connections with the people you'll be watching the Tournament with."
Alden racked his brain, finding no fault with Morrigan's logic.
'Do I really want to play the role of an aristocrat and wear a fake mask all day?'
'...What a chore.'
