Queen and Marquis - Plotting in the Dark
After the clash, the Marquis rushed to the castle, his butler helping carry him to the carriage.
The butler is doing his best to hide his master's beet-red face from the people.
"That damn hero! I will make sure he dies!" Elmond's irritating voice echoed while he whined and hit the soft leather seats in frustration as the carriage began to race faster towards the castle.
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Meanwhile, in the audience chamber, the queen sat on the small throne, waiting in silence.
Inside the room were Lord Qwass and many of her followers, those of which she gave her body to and controlled using the succubus potion that slowly devoured their minds and logical thought.
"My Queen, how long must we wait before striking? The Marquis has arrived. Wouldn't it be prudent to take advantage while they aren't prepared?" One envoy from the mainland spoke, his power stronger than the Grigor Nobles because of his church backing.