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Finally she splayed her fingers, glancing between the black-eyed Inquisitor in her flowing robes her shining armour-clad general, “What next?” There was a hollow silence as all three contemplated it, but it was Atrin who cleared his throat, drawing the attention of the other two. “My Queen, if we are certain that this Skye and Cadance cannot communicate with the Prince, then perhaps we present them with a false opportunity to rescue him?” Ariela nodded slowly then glanced towards Avery, studying her exotic skin, shiny tattooed head and slender figure, figuring that she was likely only perhaps a few years younger than the greying General, “Well Avery, would you say you are absolutely confident that any plan we conjure up will not leave the walls of this Palace?” Avery glanced between her at Atrin and realised that while she hadn’t said a word, any blame for the failure of such a plan would land squarely on her shoulders. “Yes, my Queen.” Ariela clapped her hands together and rose, “Very good, Atrin, draw up an idea and start enacting it. I trust your judgement, you know the mind of these people better than I.” He nodded and rose, bowing low as she passed, making for the exit, trailed by her servant, though he had left the public wine pitcher by Atrin’s half empty glass. After Ariela had left Atrin let out a sigh and sank back into the familiar comfort of his seat, refilling his glass, “. ..We’re missing something.” “I do not understand you, Atrin,” Avery said, without really thinking. Atrin raised his eyebrow, but remained silent, sipping from his glass once more. “You were one of the King’s Generals. Now you serve her so loyally? I Hardcore was certain, as she was, that you were the one assisting Belind. But no, you serve her with loyalty unmatched and she has, I think, taken a shine to you, why is this?” Atrin rested his chin on his hand, adopting a pose so relaxed it baffled her how he managed it in full plate, “Because, unlike many of her subjects, I do not fear her wrath first.” “How? 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