You do not understand the situation you have found yourself in. I will give you time to consider.

You threaten my family with financial ruin, just so that Breton can have his exotic romance? If you truly insist, then I will sign those damned papers. Here. Now get out of my face and never come back again, cursed outlander.

Finally, you understand something. Give this letter to that Breton and he will move onto his next conquest. Once I have seen that he is gone, I will reward you.

Have you decided what you'll do?

But you wouldn't understand that, would you? You would have your knight in shining armor whisk his imprisoned princess off to some dismal castle, far from her home and the people who know her. Who love her as only her people can. You do not understand our ways, outlander, and your interference harms Ulyne as much as it does me. So, I beseech you, bring this letter to Breynard Ancois. I had Ulyne write it, and in it she tells him that their brief relationship is at an end. It is the only way.

This has gone too far. I'll never consent to a divorce, but not for the reasons you outlanders think. I don't care that she's having an affair with that lovestruck Breton. I take offense at his flaunting of it, his bragging of it in that cornerclub, his recruiting of outlanders like you to pry into private business. At least my brother has the honor to carry out his affairs in secret -- as is proper! But he, and she, they are shaming our ancestors with how they're carring on. Shaming our very names.

What do you want?

I don't know what you're talking about.

Stop talking nonsense and leave my shop.

[%Name takes the letter and reads it briefly. He then calmly but firmly tears it into pieces.] This never happened, and if I ever catch you or anyone talking about this, your days are numbered.

What are you saying, %PCclass? Are you saying that my wife is having an affair behind my back? Do you have any proof of that?

Confront Myron with the letter, and he'll have to sign the divorce contract.

You found a love letter addressed to Dradiva Hleryn? Great, let me take a look at it. Wait, this wasn't written by Myron, but by... Eno?! Looks like we'll have to work with this. I want you to confront Myron with this letter and threaten him with making this affair public. Make him sign this divorce contract that I got from the Chapel of Dibella. If he signs this, Ulyne will be free and we can finally leave this sad little town.

You found a love letter addressed to Dradiva Hleryn? Where is it?

Dradiva Hleryn could be Myron's mistress. But we need proof just to be sure. You should investigate her private quarters in the Hleryn Estate.

The glove belongs to Dradiva Hleryn? You do realize that she's the wife of the man who owns Hlerynhul, right? We're getting in hot territory here, %PCname, so before we start accusing people, we need clear proof. I need you to search through her belongings in the Hleryn Estate and find any other proof of this affair.

You found a glove underneath the bed in Myron's shop? It looks like we're on to something after all, %PCname. You need to find out who that glove belongs to. Maybe someone in town will recognize it.

I'm sure you'll find something damning.

I wouldn't be surprised if Myron Rothalen has a woman on the side. He must have left some evidence lying around, the brute. Probably not in his home, since he keeps Ulyne cooped up in there all day, but he could easily have an affair in his shop. If you manage to find anything, bring it to me.