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EquinoxSol
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"General," said the Prince, "it has come to my attention that the king and his council wish to see your head after you cease the war. Is that not right, or are the rumors false?"
"They're true," said the general, glancing at Alais, who was looking to him with eyes the size of saucers, and frowned.
"Well," continued the Prince, "I have an idea for you to get out alive. Just stage a coup. You have the men and the strength to do it. It would be easy. You would be king. You could take any woman you want as your wife, even if she is taken ... Perhaps, Lady Faervel...?" Grinning as he saw Linnor flinch, he prattled on, "And you could crush any resistance you meet with a wave of your hand. No longer woul you be General Linnor, the general of Hellfire, you would be Your Grace, King Linnor Meryk."
Linnor shook his head. "That's treason. I will not start an uprising in order to preserve my life. Don't bring up this subject with me again. Tell it to your Revolutionary. I am sure he will be more than happy to kill another king." Gesturing to Alais, he turned and strode away, though in the back of his mind, a tiny voice was saying, Take him up on the offer. Faervel could be yours, forever and always. You are Hellfire; you can do it!
"They're true," said the general, glancing at Alais, who was looking to him with eyes the size of saucers, and frowned.
"Well," continued the Prince, "I have an idea for you to get out alive. Just stage a coup. You have the men and the strength to do it. It would be easy. You would be king. You could take any woman you want as your wife, even if she is taken ... Perhaps, Lady Faervel...?" Grinning as he saw Linnor flinch, he prattled on, "And you could crush any resistance you meet with a wave of your hand. No longer woul you be General Linnor, the general of Hellfire, you would be Your Grace, King Linnor Meryk."
Linnor shook his head. "That's treason. I will not start an uprising in order to preserve my life. Don't bring up this subject with me again. Tell it to your Revolutionary. I am sure he will be more than happy to kill another king." Gesturing to Alais, he turned and strode away, though in the back of his mind, a tiny voice was saying, Take him up on the offer. Faervel could be yours, forever and always. You are Hellfire; you can do it!