I rested, but did not sleep. Deep inside me, the Light is strong and I feel It renews my energies.
Today,
we return to the palace, and the captain of the guard tells us the
Kalif left yesterday. This is not correct. He is lying. We avoid a
major confrontation, so we leave the palace grounds. Brute tells me
there are guards loyal to the Kalif, and other guards, rougher, that
seem to take their orders from the captain. Brute wants to meet the
loyal guards where they can speak freely.
We wait until evening
and go to the tavern, as Brute must meet with the guards. Trevor wants
to celebrate. He did provide the invisibility for us all to escape
without being noticed. As Brute starts talking to the guards, Trevor
orders a fine wine where the barkeeper must fetch it from the back
room. A few coins transfer hands, and Trevor takes a sip from his
glass. I turn away from that scene of smugness to focus on the
meeting. There is smoke in the air, and a strange smell. Then I begin
to relax. I don't hear much from Brute's talk with the guards, but I am
in awe. Brute has a natural way to converse with these guards. It is
effortless.
Then my mind returns to the orphanage. We see Cass,
bloody and hurt. She explains that one of the three prisoners
left. She tried to restrain him and was hurt. Ohm Uri runs towards the
palace hoping to catch him. We gather our selves for another night to
slip into the palace.
We catch up to Ohm Uri, who found the man,
dead on the ground. This is just strange. Maybe the palace guards
found and killed him.
We quickly enter by the servant's gate,
and make our way, with Cass' help, to find the Kalif. When we find him
he is in a charm, the same charm as the other man. Then, he
speaks. The words do not come from him, but we hear his words in our
heads...
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