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Alna grinned, "Hellena dangerous?' she shook her head, "I will stay, but you tell her Sovalna said hello and asks if the Queen would indulge an old friend with a visit." She felt a spike of psychic energy and tipped her head. "I think the young one needs me," she said, "Go and see her, I will be here when you return." She left them and made her way to Rebecca. She saw the stare and the fear. She knew what she was seeing. Her voice was calm and soft, "Do not fight the vision, just watch it. See as much as you can and learn." she said as she held the girl's hand. "You are not there...remember that...you are an observer."
Caden led the two Centaurs to the armory and grabbed a piece of paper and drew a map of the palace. He examined the place and focused. "When they come...I think Andrew will come tot he throne room. He wants to rule. So he will want to sit on the throne. His pompous presumption will be his undoing. That throne is where we will trap him. I just need to speak to Morden about something that is lingering in my mind." He vaguely remembered something about a royal being captured in a space. He planned to use that same spell to trap Andrew on this throne.
Varen looked at Caden, "Are you thinking of making it so he cannot ever leave the throne? Like the long ago Queen was trapped in the golden chamber?" he remembered that cruel spell. "You don't mean to leave him there do you?" he asked. "No one deserves such a fate. Not even that man. He deserves to be punished, not trapped forever."
Caden shook his head, "We need to contain him until he is sentenced by Laurana. The spell contains magic. This will be necessary. But keeping him there, no. He will meet his fate, as Laurana dictates."
Naild watched Rebecca and forced himself to sit up, though he was weak. He went to hold her other hand. He didn't know what else to do.
Morden watched Alna and frowned at the terror he saw on Rebecca's face. What on earth was she seeing? He didn't know if he wanted to know.
Caden led the two Centaurs to the armory and grabbed a piece of paper and drew a map of the palace. He examined the place and focused. "When they come...I think Andrew will come tot he throne room. He wants to rule. So he will want to sit on the throne. His pompous presumption will be his undoing. That throne is where we will trap him. I just need to speak to Morden about something that is lingering in my mind." He vaguely remembered something about a royal being captured in a space. He planned to use that same spell to trap Andrew on this throne.
Varen looked at Caden, "Are you thinking of making it so he cannot ever leave the throne? Like the long ago Queen was trapped in the golden chamber?" he remembered that cruel spell. "You don't mean to leave him there do you?" he asked. "No one deserves such a fate. Not even that man. He deserves to be punished, not trapped forever."
Caden shook his head, "We need to contain him until he is sentenced by Laurana. The spell contains magic. This will be necessary. But keeping him there, no. He will meet his fate, as Laurana dictates."
Naild watched Rebecca and forced himself to sit up, though he was weak. He went to hold her other hand. He didn't know what else to do.
Morden watched Alna and frowned at the terror he saw on Rebecca's face. What on earth was she seeing? He didn't know if he wanted to know.