Ceres/Divina/Open -- complete~?
Divina wasn't particularly inclined to press her opinion, nor was she in the mood to stand and listen as the present speaker was replaced, unsurprisingly, by the Earl Marcos. With a sharp exhale to serve as a by-your-leave, the noblewoman turned to make her way to the nearest Guildhall. Knowing her Guild, there was certainly some fighter or another more willing to listen to the steel than to words, as if sparring soothed wounds instead of opening new ones.
Although, she figured, glancing at the multitudes, wounds were preferable to this sordid disenchantment.