A question

After hours of intense discussions on crucial matters affecting their tribes, finally, a consensus emerged in the meeting room. Tension hung in the air, dissipating as commitments were sealed and understandings reached.

"Surely it was a productive meeting," expressed Kael as he surveyed the meeting room.

"I agree," said the long-bearded councilor, nodding in approval.

"The points discussed will be beneficial for both tribes," added a gray-haired councilor.

"No doubt, cooperation between the tribes is crucial," affirmed another councilor, crossing his arms.

Unalaq, leader of the Northern Tribe, concluded, "We are aligned in our goals. Now, let us all enjoy the festival and celebrate this union."

When everyone got up to leave the room, only Kael and Unalaq remained. With a subtle nod, the two went to a private room within the palace.

"How are the plans for Vaatu's return progressing, Unalaq?" Kael inquired, pacing around the private room they were in.

"Everything is progressing as planned, Kael. Do not worry; soon, balance will be restored to the world," Unalaq responded with a proud expression.

Then, a shadow of sadness crossed Kael's face.

"It's a shame that Zaheer and the others are imprisoned, and the plan has changed," Kael commented, simulating an expression of sadness and nostalgia.

"Don't be like that, old friend," Unalaq approached Kael, placing his hand on his shoulder. "I also regret that the plans have changed, and my eyes fill with tears just thinking about our comrades being detained for so long."

Walking toward the center of the room, Unalaq continued his discourse.

"But I am sure this is what they would want, Kael. We are fulfilling the world's will. If they knew what we were planning, they would be happy too. I believe that, after achieving our goal, we will be able to set them free," Unalaq said, his expressions oscillating between melancholy and determination.

"Yes, you are right," Kael said, wiping fictitious tears from his eyes. "By the way, there's something I'd like to ask you, Unalaq."

"You can tell me; I'll do my best to ensure the answer meets your expectations, Kael," Unalaq replied, his voice conveying a sense of camaraderie.

"As you know, my illness worsened some time ago, and I probably won't have the time to see our dream come true," Kael said, his expression conveying determination in the face of imminent death.

"I understand; it's a shame to know that you won't see our dream come true," Unalaq said, forcing a sad expression.

"Do you remember my son? Well, I told him the whole secret of our organization, and I firmly believe he is a devoted member of the Red Lotus," Kael said with a proud smile.

"So you told him? I already suspected it, if you say so. I see no problem in the boy knowing. You taught him well, I presume. Now, tell me your question," Unalaq said, trying to contain his impatience.

"What does this old fox want?" - that was one of his thoughts.

"I would like you to teach him about your spiritual techniques and help him enter the spirit world. You are the most spiritual person I know, haha!" Kael said, his laughter echoing in the room.

"Oh, my old friend, there was no need for such a fuss about this. Of course, I'll help the boy, Gale. We should help the younger ones; that's all you wanted," Unalaq said, trying to read the truth behind Kael's words.

"That's all, my good friend. Now, let's go to the festival, haha!" Kael ran towards Unalaq, enveloping him in a hug as he led him towards the palace's exit.