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“O Blessed Lord Barbatos,
Carried be thy name
By the four winds that protect us
I prithee, O Archon, hear my cries thus:
It has been nigh on a year since The Grandmaster left this city on my hands; I pray for his safe return.
In his absence I’ve worked ceaselessly to protect and serve the good people of Mondstadt - such is my duty as the Dandelion Knight.
O Lord Barbatos, permit me show a moment of weakness;
though far be it from me to shirk my given duty, Your servant stands before You worn and wearied.
I try to defend this city and keep its peace, but alas, I am but one in the face of many…
Mondstadt is bare, O Lord, and the most vulnerable she has ever been.
Adversaries creep outside her walls and foes stalk from within;
in every corner danger looms upon Your people.
But that’s why You chose me, is it not? That is why You ordained me to keep vigil watch over Your domain.
I am a Gunnhildr. like my mother before me, and her ancestors before her;
I am oathsworn to guard this city with my life… there is no greater delight.
So grant me strength, Lord Barbatos, so I may yet stand in the face of our opponents;
let Your winds soothe my wounds and lift my spirit;
let it guide my sword to protect this city, this people, and all that is Yours;
'til my dying breath may I continue to serve – such is my vow as the Dandelion Knight;
For I am the fang of the lion that watches over Your domain.
For Mondstadt, as always.
O Thou whose name the four winds bear,
Whose spirit roams free in the air,
My faith in Thee I do declare;
To Thine ears I offer my prayer.”