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.”

then cast a glance back to Mina. Almost bitterly, he said, “Speak, then. Stop wasting

dead, my prince,” the knight relayed,

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

my prince, in the wetlands to the

is?” He heard Mina set her quill down behind him,

my prince,” the knight

genuine emotion on his tone that

news is only just now being

bottom of his clean-shaven chin, turning away and walking about in

handle things?

then looked to the papers before her. “It is… I mean,

I’ll go,” Induen interrupted in her, his interest lost once

soon as things get challenging?” she called out,

at the door, then turned around. His eyes were frowning, but his mouth

flustered, but she kept her yellow eyes fixed firmly on the prince nonetheless. “I think you

this is challenging?”

use is off the table,” Mina said,

some sort. I wonder why that

back to the knight. “Send word to Dirracha I’ll be preoccupied with

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you been working so frenziedly lately?” Anneliese questioned as they sat together in the darkness of night. It felt like they were alone, but in truth, Galamon and Silvic both were close enough to hear. Durran was the

eyes distant, as though hesitating. Then, he said, “Durran being taken

it was that. Yet even still… if

now, Anneliese. Not about my death. Not the Low Way, not Induen. But…” he sighed. “The thing I fear most, now, is watching the

too sweet, or if you

laughed quietly. After, Argrave looked to her and questioned, “Do you think

the book. “Blood magic…” Anneliese

the one I’ve been studying most,” he assured

as she could. Sitting cross-legged, she gestured towards him.

Argrave gave one last look at the whirling matrix conjured from the book and then closed it. He set it aside, then held out his hand. He had seen the matrix enough that

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, it shattered

herself with her arms. She spaced out, lost in thought and

every direction you can,” she finally said. “It 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 at once,

what angle

is invisible—I can only

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