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His office quiet once again, King Rychell lean back in his chair and closed his eyes.

A few moment later a light click was heard and a sinister voice broke the tranquility of the room.

"Your children are weak."

"Yes, I know...but I do not need them to be strong."

"True." 

An old man dressed in dark grey robes with a cane, walked across the room to sit in front King Rychell. The wrinkles on his tan face was deep, although his didn't look his age, time was telling on his face.

"Voron, why have you come out?" Rychell quickly threw up a barrier spell around his office before they continued their conversation.

Looking at his friend's youthful face made Voron sigh with regret and envy.

"We need to move along with the research. Why haven't you sent more people to find the trees?" 

"We have lost too many of our people lately…"

"You mean Lord Roderock and Jandar?"