The Lady Doth Protest Too Much, Methinks
"Oh, you do know me well, Kitt. Speaking of grape vines."
Kitt was surprised that Olivander was wanting to do that, but at the same time...it didn't really surprise him all that much, considering the day prior's events. No, what did surprise him was the sudden appearance of Levanna exiting her office and making her way towards the Temple Square. He nodded slightly, approaching Levanna as it seemed that Olivander had this...look in his eye. He didn't question it though...
“What a pleasant coincidence! Good morning to both of you. I admit, you have caught me at an inopportune time but I can always make room. How can Galatea serve you today? I assume preparations are smooth for your sword-dedication ceremony?”
The Watchdog of Taros was about to say something, but was stopped suddenly by Olivander speaking...annnnnnd immediately catching the ire and wrath of the Galatean guardsman for...of all things...stealing a kiss from Levanna. Hinder's Watchdog truly was, not only a master thief, but also quite suave in his approach. He watched him flipping over the guards and just sprinting away. ...something tells me he'll be doing that for the rest of the day... Kitt thought, sighing with a shake of his head.
"Ahem...I apologize for Hinder's Watchdog there...but I suppose, he's keeping up with his patron's methods and desires...somewhat." Kitt cleared his throat, looking at Levanna. "Yes. As I was told by the ForgeKeepers, the sword-dedication ceremony will be going smooth...as well as the funeral preparations for the parents of the Briar girl."
Levanna took a moment to recover, not saying or doing much of anything besides standing there in shock. She did recover eventually, though. "Well, that is good to hear," she said, "though I did not realize Taros was in the business of funerals these days."
"We aren't...but the stony shells they have...Numuu's Watchdog asked me personally if we can do this, in order to free their souls." he explained.
"Alright, and I suppose the others will follow then? Should any more end up petrified, you have instructed this temple to take them in?"
"Correct..." Kitt nodded, crossing his arms with a sigh. "I don't want that to be the case, but if it does, it needs to be ready for the worst case scenario. ...just as long as people don't say that word...which I'm sure it does play a huge part in it. Whatever the word is."
"Well, I will be sure to send them right over, then, if they ask," Levanna said. "And this, you and Taros believe, is the root of all of Galatea's problems, then?"
"According to what we've seen during our time here...between myself, Numuu's dog and Hinder's dog." he nodded, sighing again before pulling out his notebook and showing Levanna the word that Emily spoke. "I'm not for sure, but the Briar girl said this was her mother's last words...and recently repeated it. I can't be 100% on if this is the word, but caution to you to keep others from uttering the word, just in case."
Levanna frowned. "Nuumu's dog had a similar interest in that word the other day," she said. "In fact, she came to me asking questions about it. You should be aware that even showing that word is dangerous, you understand? Though, then again, the word demands to be shared -- it can be compulsive to some -- so perhaps I cannot blame you too much."
"Then by that logic...it is the trigger word..." Kitt nodded, closing the book and immediately putting it in his satchel. "Oddly enough, no one else knows about it...so who else knows about this word and it's destructive and dangerous nature?"
"The council, obviously," Levanna said. "Of course, if you have shown this paper to anybody else, they will know it as well, though its nature is probably more foreign to them. And whoever hears it from them. Likely more people know than either of us realize."
Kitt let out a long drawn out sigh, as he shook his head. "I realize this may be for the protection of the people of Galatea, but this should be something that should be worked with...they need to know the truth on how this curse is going about. To avoid the word...but as you will most likely say: What would you have us do. To this extent, I have no answer. You will all do what you think is best for the people...and although I may not see eye to eye with it, it's still your island."