Jackal Among Snakes

Chapter 195

“At this point, the main challenge is confining the infected to the camps,” Mina spoke to Induen, staring out over the city of Veden from the castle. “People that catch the disease spread it indefinitely. Some people, when it stops spreading, resume mingling into society. Like this, the outbreaks never really stop.”

“Just use force,” Induen shook his head disapprovingly. “It isn’t so difficult.”

Mina looked to him. “Do you think this tiny county has the manpower to force more than half of its residents into refugee camps or within their own homes? And even then, the last thing we wish is for our military to be infected with this disease. That would only exacerbate the disaster.”

“Who said anything about confining them?” Induen’s blue eyes locked with Mina’s, veritably shining.

“Yes, we can kill anyone that disagrees with us, become the rulers of corpses. It’ll be harder to get them to tend the fields that way, I’m sure, but at least we’ll have gotten what we wanted,” Mina challenged him.

Induen’s jaw clenched as he stared at Mina, eyes narrowing with anger. Then, one corner of his mouth split open, and he started laughing dryly.

“You’ve a lot of bravery for one so small,” he noted as his laughter trailed off. “I’ve killed for less.”

Mina stared back at him, not flinching at all. Then, she nodded. “We established this already. You want to kill people for getting sick.”

Even Induen was flabbergasted by her boldness. He only laughed once more, then turned back to the city, watching out. He could not be both amused and angry, and he was more amused than anything.

“Fine. Fine…” he conceded, crossing his arms and leaning against one of the keep’s pillars. “People that resume their tasks despite their sickness—it’s a selfish act, so they’re selfish people. Give them incentive to stay inside, they’ll fall in line. Greed is an easy, base emotion to satisfy.”

“You mean… pay them? Veden is not… exactly…”

Induen considered for half a second, then said, “Promise exemptions from taxes. It’s not an immediate boon, but the promise alone will convince many to obey. You don’t even need to uphold the promise,” he looked to her.

Mina nodded, eyes distant as she considered his idea. “No… no, it’s a good idea. Exemptions will be sorely needed after the devastation from the plague, anyway.”

“It’s the promise that matters—promises enough to get them to do what you want.”

Mina walked over to her desk, then retrieved quill and paper. “Nikoletta told me something, once. Even if you view people as tools, well-maintained tools perform a task all the better.”

Induen bit his lip, a bit displeased at the mention of Nikoletta. He stepped towards Mina, arguing, “If people know there are consequences, they’ll work hard.”

“They’ll only work as hard as they need to avoid consequences,” Mina quickly rebutted. “If people love their ruler, they’ll do what they need to and more. People crave to rise, and as they do so, they’ll bring you up with them. All they need is opportunity and reward.”

Induen stared down at her, but she turned to the document in front of her and began writing in it diligently. The prince opened his mouth once more, but someone entered the door. Induen turned his head back, spotting one of his knights. He strode forward and pushed the man on his chest.

“You don’t knock?” he said coldly.

“An urgent matter, prince,” the knight knelt. “Forgive me.”

down at the kneeling knight, then cast a glance back to Mina. Almost bitterly, he said, “Speak, then. Stop wasting

prince,” the knight

took a deep breath of surprise. “What? That wandering

was murdered, my prince, in the

is?” He heard Mina set

prince,” the knight

more details?” Induen inquired, the only genuine emotion on his tone

is only just now being spread, my

scratched the bottom of his clean-shaven chin, turning

handle things? I should probably return to

quickly, then looked to the papers before her. “It is… I mean, I see no

in her, his interest lost once he heard her bumbling. He stepped away, heading for

things get challenging?” she

paused at the door, then turned around. His eyes were frowning, but his mouth was widened in a grin.

yellow eyes fixed firmly on the prince nonetheless. “I

is challenging?” he

of the options you always use is off the table,” Mina said,

hand to hide his mouth. “You seem determined to face repercussions of some sort. I wonder why that might

to Dirracha I’ll be preoccupied with something

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lately?” Anneliese questioned as they sat together in the darkness of night. It felt like they were alone, but

at the matrix for [Bloodfeud Bow] with his golden eyes distant, as though hesitating. Then, he said,

still… if you overstrain yourself, you will suffer more in

different sort of bad dream, now, Anneliese. Not about my

simply too sweet, or if you merely know precisely what to say to

Argrave looked to her and questioned, “Do you think you

the book. “Blood magic…”

just the one I’ve been studying most,”

as she could. Sitting cross-legged, she gestured

it aside, then held out his hand. He had seen the matrix enough that it conjured as quickly as any spell might’ve. It hovered in the air, inanimate and ineffectual. He tried to set it into motion in the same moment he willed

not half a second. Argrave sighed and lowered his hand, while Anneliese’s amber eyes stayed locked on where his hand had just been. Her face was as steady as stone for a time, and she said nothing. Eventually, her eyes met with his

Once again,

her arms. She spaced out, lost in thought and contemplation. Argrave waited patiently, hands on his

resembles… it is like if you had a tower, and you tried to move only the first floor. You neglect pushing the tower above. It all needs to move

he thought she’d say. “But what angle am I missing? I

force applied is invisible—I can only comprehend it when

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