What hope there could have been for Ardyn died long ago. The only method of saving him is through the gods' plan.

"Willful, then," Somnus concludes, frowning at him. He's being tight-lipped on purpose. They are in public; more importantly, if anyone Somnus knows appears and happens to greet him during this tense exchange, it may spell their doom by Ardyn's hand. He proceeds to the matter at hand.

"Let us be done with this. What was on your paper?"