Chaldean Chronicles: Cadence of the Lostgrail
✅ Singularity 6 (ARCHIVED) / 〚🏙｜the-queens-abode
The Queens Mansion stoof firm, its magical barrier was perfectly placed, despite being within the Bounded Field. Inside is a miniature world, created through complex mechanicsms, in disguise of mansion. Asteria would understand this upon mere sight. Despite that, everything outside, and inside were of that Mansion. It simply existed as not. There were no guards standing guard, as the Queen has the confidence of such unecessary things.
The group of which who'd ask the negotiations against the Barthomeloi, Wizard Marshal, shall stand there, in front of such building.
Entering the mansion, they'd feel the presence of a magical pressure far from what they'e felt so far. A feeling similar to a Heroic Spirit, but not. The doors would fly open, on their own, as if guiding Chaldea inside its domain. And finally, reaching the threshold, the door to the final boss, it'd open.
A gentle lounge with furnitures that seemed to have costed hundreds of dollars, as well as painting that were beautiful, which seemed to have been crafted through Magecraft. The entire space was wide, enough for a party, or two, and there was a fire place at the edge of the room, where stood the Queen of the Clocktower, gazing unto the flames, with a goblet in her hand, drinking from it.
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As they left, Barthomeloi would be 'alone' in her lounge, let out a soft sight. But, in truth, she wasn't alone during that moment with Chaldea. Soon enough, her servat materialized behind her, wearing a helm that covered their face. Their base height was shorter thant Lorelei but their presence seemed to be equal or so. They held a Holy Sword and wore the suit of a knight. They'd then ask the Queen of the Clocktower.
"Is it alright, to deny the Protectors of humanity, of their assistance?"
Barthomeloi, simply relaxed in her seat and crossed her legs perfectly.
"They could not offer me what I want, in exchange of what they need. Mages rely on the rules of equivalent exchange. They could not offer me such equivalence."
The 'Saber' continued their inquiry.
"The Beast is gone. I am now a mere Servant under your services. But my sword is meant to protect Humanity."
In this statement, Barthomeloi chuckled.
"Ahaha, do you intend to betray me then, Saber?"
"No. I am simply asking, for the sake of my duty as your Servant, and as the one that holds the title of Grand. Are you an enemy of humanity?"
They'd ask this question with a soft pressure, and an ample curiousity of their statement.
"I am a Mage, the Queen of Mages, and the Supreme Mage. Before humanity, I am a Mage for and foremost and I intend to do everything in my power to accomplish the heights of Magecraft. Once I've reached it, I will be free to grant you your wishes, Grand Saber. So for now, assist me in this endeavor. Does this answer, satisfy you?"
Barthomeloi transferred the pressure to the servant. Whom would then reply.
"To sacrifice this timeline, for the sake of another. If it could save humanity in that way, very well. I will continue to be your Sword."
"Good. Then, we shall begin once I've recovered the Izerbachs family crest."
And there, Barthomeloi, smiled in mischeif and satisfaction. 
There was no answer, as if the mansion was completely silent, compared to the time they first entered. After a short moment of waiting, a voice called out to them from behind.
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25 Lusiana, with all her grace and beauty was someone who seemed to be as honest as she looks. She was someone who brought herself out with no lies, despite being a mage, from what you see. A person whose path relies to no treachery nor lies, only with pure genius, talent and skill