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well’.
    He shook his head and continued the
meeting.
    “ My Lord, what will we do
with her?”
    “ Alexia will be of no
trouble, I am sure,” he replied to the dark haired man on his left.
“We will continue to have her in that room with the door locked
until we have returned to Norian.”
    “ But my Lord, what if she
proves dangerous? She has already tried to escape once when we
brought her food.”
    “ She will remain in the
room and you will continue to make sure she is comfortable, do you
understand?”
    He stood from the table swiftly,
shaking it ever so slightly. The knives and forks clattered a bit
and Selina jumped up, putting an arm around him.
    “ Let me help you,” she said
as she carried him out of the mess hall. Looking back at the others
they spoke with, she continued. “You should know not to make him
stressed!”
    Selina helped him walk back to his
sleeping chambers. He was clutching his heart as he walked, hunched
forward as if he had been grown in a box that was too small for
him. He had to keep one arm on the wall and the other wrapped
around Selina just to stop himself from collapsing.
    It always made him feel so weak when
this happened. How was he supposed to continue leading the
Inquisition for her if he couldn’t even carry himself from the mess
hall to his room.
    Together they reached Aeon’s room, the
door laced with night blue and purple velvet. Inside were candles
in every orifice of the room. A large bed fit for a king or queen
sat in the middle with a midnight indigo quilt and a set of poles
rising up to support the suspended ceiling of the bed as well. The
symbol of the Arcana, an A surrounded by images of each of them,
hung on the wall to the left of the door.
    Selina carried him to his bed as he
slowly turned around and sat down on the mattress. Breathing
heavily, he watched as the young and nubile woman slipped off his
shoes before helping him slide up the bed to the pillow.
    He found he could not take his eyes off
her, like always, as she began to twist and turn her body in a most
sensual manner, unfastening her shirt and letting it fall to the
floor. Her pantaloons were next, and Aeon could not help but smile
at the fact that she wore no underwear.
    In her soft and clear birthday suit she
crawled onto the bed and lay down next to him.
    “ I think we need to calm
you down a little my Lord,” she said as her hands began to
explore.
    *~*~*
    13
    EINAR
    The streets of Saylae were silent
still. The sun had woken entirely and burnt high in the sky,
scorching Einar’s eyes as he walked along the roadways, water still
pouring from his eyes and down his face.
    Yet even in the bright sunshine the
town felt as if it were covered by a pitch black cloud. The
citizens had their heads down as they walked with their hands in
their pockets or behind their backs. The usual sound of clattering
horse shoes had disappeared, and the market was all but abandoned.
It was almost too much for just one murder, or so thought Einar.
Yet he knew it wasn’t just the idea of a murder that caused such a
darkness to come. It was the way it happened.
    To have slain a family in such a brutal
matter at a wedding and covered the wedding hall with their blood
was beyond redemption. Such an act was beyond imagination for most
people, and yet it happened.
    “ What kind of man could
have done this?”
    “ How could someone even
think of such an act?”
    Men and women whispered and gossiped
but it was obvious to Einar that no one had actually seen the
murder scene. They were all questioning who had done and how rather
than asking why the Inquisition felt it necessary to kill Rin and
Ari.
    They weren’t rebels or spies for the
Alexandria Empire. They were just a pair of villagers who were
getting married and planning to become farmers. So why would the
Inquisition need to take their lives? It made no sense to
him.
    For now he had to concentrate on
Alexia. After she was safe he would investigate