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|| Sister's Noise || Raina Illune ||
The mages of the Patriots were surrounded at the entrance to the Artemis Ward, Assault Unit wands aimed at them on all sides. Sonya barked fiercely. "Don't move! The Queen is at attention!" She saw the wand of course, she saw Levi's wand here. "Obey the Queen and cooperate with her!" As long as the Patriots didn't do anything rash they would get out fine. Silas was already checking over their wounds, making sure they didn't get hurt so far in the crossfire. "The Prelinians are pretty militant. Are you all okay?" He was being more civil than the girls, Silas was just a gentler guy to begin with. There was a reason Yulissa loved him so much. "Adelyn, is everything okay here?" He held his arm out, keeping his wand arm at his side. "Can you tell me what's going on?"
Adelyn bit her lip and grit her teeth, deciding to speak up. She would not reveal Silas's role in this, and it was likely Silas too did not know the extent of her role among the Patriots. There was a lot for the two of them to have to discuss. Adelyn was more than eager to put herself on the line, but even her words were like knives. Well trained daughter of Greil Grace she sure was. "That won't be happening." Yulissa said flippantly. "You want safety? The Palace is where you'll all be kept safe as honored guests of the Anemone family." If anyone knew where Levi was, the Patriots were sure to find out. Silas seemed alarmed for some reason. "Wait, Yulissa, are you sure that's wise?" Sonya asked, narrowing her eyes. "What would the Council think?" A decision like that would require the consent of the Council. "That Fingolf will definitely try to stop it."
"No one can fight Sigfried but me. That man is too dangerous." So far, the only one to survive combat with Sigried was Yulissa herself. There was a puff of smoke then, and someone was here. Speak of the devil and naturally, he will come. "I heard my name mentioned." Fingolf Riven, the Head Councilor, grinned at her. "I see. What you're using this Assault Unit is for is very important. Pointing wands at our very own Patriots, the heroes of Magnolia." He spread his arms to stand between Yulissa and the Patriots then. "What are you playing at?" The Fingolf she knew would never put himself in harms way. He was a coward.
"You shouldn't threaten the Patriots, your Highness! You're still so young, is it really wise to give you this much authority over the military?" Yulissa had priority over the Council when it came to giving orders to the tri-branch military. Was he trying to take that away in order to attack Var Nayya? "You all should go." Fingolf turned around, yelling at the surrounded Patriots. "Watch. She won't give the order to fire." Yulissa narrowed her eyes, but she knew she would be in more trouble if she opened fire here and now. Yet something didn't sit right. It made sense Adelyn would find out about the purge, that girl had her ears in everyone's business. Even so, something didn't add up.
In any case her hands were tied. "Just go. We'll do one last sweep of the area." The trucks were already driving through, groups of surviving Prelinians being dragged off to Labor Camp Orpheus, a place no one could leave once they were put there to work.