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The Archmage eyed the creature as it made it's way about the room, even going so far as to touch the book. The creature's silence was beginning to irk him, and it was most visible as his expression clouded with irritation.

“Farmers should worry you the most Mage, they do happen to feed the kingdom, you know? You should see one of the women that wants to flock to his cause, a mercenary from Jetain I believe, and seems to be capable of causing much trouble.”

The Mage chewed over that new bit of news. If a mercenary was on the Prince's side, then that was just the first step towards building an army. He scowled as the creature sat on the bed, now it would smell like his rotted flesh indefinitely!

“So, what’s your master plan now?”

Rising to his feet, the Mage would begin to pace, touching two fingers to his chin as he thought. "A mercenary on his side... That's interesting. Perhaps a start to a rebel force... or maybe a coincidence. So far he's just seemed content to hide from me, I don't think he would dare to oppose me now. No, he had his chance, now I retain control of the kingdom, even if I don't hold the crown yet." He paced further, pausing to lean against the wall for a moment. "We do have a few allies that could be dispatched to deal with the followers, mayhaps it's time for that pretty noblewomen to make her appearance- Miss Stoneheart I believe. We shall see how her oath holds up." He resumed his frantic pacing, the action seemingly helping with his rapid thought process. "I shall have her sent for, and perhaps someone to reinforce her, and in the mean time... I must make it known that anyone who sides with the prince will be dealt with accordingly. We do not harbor traitors and rabble rousers, and any who are caught are to be put to the sword. " Stopping finally, the Archmage turned to look at the creature, a grin spreading across his face.
"Ezarael, tell me, how do you like the outdoors?" His voice was cruel, his intention clear. Ezarael would do some hunting for him, to ensure that the boy would pose no further threat.