"Your Majesty."
A blue-cloaked figure knelt with his head lowered. "The future heir was saved from an assassination."
"By whose hand?! And by whom?!"
"Your Majesty, though his name remains unknown to us, the man was clad in a blue shirt, gray shorts, covered by a dark gray cloak. Within the halls of the Knighter's guild, he seized and subdued the would-be assassin."
"That boy? Once more, he proves himself. Haaah. Yet he will spurn any reward I might bestow, for he is too altruistic"
She paused a moment. "And what of the assassin? What knowledge have we gathered?"
The cloaked figure produced a paper from within his cloak and read from it.
"The assassin is revealed to be of the Shattered Accord. A profane cult whose cataclysmic designs brought forth the sundering that set our islands upon the skies."
The queen rested her head on her fist. "So, they have returned…"
She closed her eyes, head slightly lowered.
"We shall lay our snare in the guise of a contest, feigning lowered defenses…"
The queen relayed her plan in full. When she finished, the spy vanished, tasked with forwarding her orders to the respective parties.
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