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Velkyn considered the words for a few seconds as Xylthe explained the position of those who surrounded them. For a moment all he did was frown, and then suddenly the expression turned into a wide smile. A realization striking him.
"No." He said with a shake of his head. "They do not trade, Xylthe."
Well, perhaps they did, but that was not why they traded.
It was then that something odd occurred. Velkyn leaned down towards the Avendrow, his voice dropping. The sound of his words were almost conspiratorial. "It is not the master that matters here, but the Mistress."
He whispered softly.
"Lady Yithrel knows the true strength, and I suspect had I not come along..." Velkyn seemed almost amused. "She would be doing the same thing I intend to."
How wonderful that realization was. The woman was planning a coup, and right now he was surrounded by her agents.
"No." He said with a shake of his head. "They do not trade, Xylthe."
Well, perhaps they did, but that was not why they traded.
It was then that something odd occurred. Velkyn leaned down towards the Avendrow, his voice dropping. The sound of his words were almost conspiratorial. "It is not the master that matters here, but the Mistress."
He whispered softly.
"Lady Yithrel knows the true strength, and I suspect had I not come along..." Velkyn seemed almost amused. "She would be doing the same thing I intend to."
How wonderful that realization was. The woman was planning a coup, and right now he was surrounded by her agents.