Order in Short Time - Part 3

"There will not come such a day," Claudia replied strongly. "You do not understand what you speak of. You should not wish for the return of imbalance when we have already seen the effects that it can wreak. We have barely managed to survive it by the skin of our teeth."

"Weakness! We are a fort of strength now," Ingolsol growled. "We have progressed much, and there has been no sign of the sickness' return."

"Enough, you both," Oliver murmured in his carriage, forcing their conversation from his mind. The two of them fought like brother and sister, at times. The years hadn't been much of an antidote for that. They were quicker to argue than ever. His control over their presence had extended, though. Just as they could rise up unbidden, so too could he dismiss them at times.