"So, the Witch is gone for good, the Dawnbringers have lost, and the baron is dead. How reliable is the report?"
"It is graded as extremely reliable, your Highness. My contact in the Silver Serpent tells me their heir wrote that report personally. That's why the price is so exorbitant."
The Knight kneeling on the ground replied, disclosing as much as he could in as few words as possible.
He knew his master didn't like anything that wasted time. It was perhaps the only resource he lacked as the kingdom's crown prince.
"I see. You can leave."
…
Asoll Asterio stared at the report before him. The only sound echoing through his grand chambers was the occasional rapping of his finger on the desk.
Suddenly one of the doors burst open and a person whose facial features matched the crown prince's, entered. The sentries at the door didn't even bother stopping him. The headless corpses of servants before them had taught them to leave dealing with the second prince to the crown prince.
