"…been receiving reports for the last several hours from every border station and remote outpost we have. Some of them even I had forgotten we still control." Riall spoke as they moved along the walkway in the garden which Andro knew his mother Dysea loved to work in. "They have moved nothing within range of the border Andro." He looked at him as he stopped walking. "Nothing!"
"And that confuses you?" Andro said. He looked at his grandfather. A man who had hundreds of years of combat experience to pull from and a man his father said he could trust unequivocally.
"You don't come after the leader of another empire, try to kill him, and try to kill his entire family. Not unless you plan on sending massive numbers of troops and ships swarming across the borders in a full scale invasion." Riall said.
Andro nodded. "That is my reasoning as well." He said. "The question remains however, why aren't they doing just that."
Riall looked at him. "Hadaria?" He asked.
