Jackal Among Snakes

Ruleo pointed both his index fingers at Elenore. “It’s over for you.”

With that, Ruleo didn’t hesitate a second in running away. The men that had come to restrain him simply let him pass, obviously more concerned with the news that the king was coming than trying to restrain someone from leaving.

Argrave’s mind felt like it restarted after Ruleo left, coming back to focus on the task at hand. Given what the man had just leaked, all those present would be rattled. Elenore’s troops were her lifeline, and having them lose faith, having them choose between the king of their country and her operation? He wasn’t sure of their answer.

Elenore stepped forward boldly into the space Ruleo left behind. “That fool would be better off with us. The king coming here—it’s unexpected, but well within the realm of what we can handle. Have you forgotten who I am? Have you forgotten this man, who stormed those catacombs of vampires not minutes ago?” she moved to Argrave. “Gather everyone. I must set some things into place, and then we’ll leave together.”

The effect of Elenore’s confident words was like a spell that warded away their doubts, and her men set off to gather people. Even Argrave felt soothed somewhat, but when he looked to Anneliese, the uncertainty on her face told him it was mere bravado to keep all in line. Elenore held her arm out, gesturing for Argrave to escort her. Argrave took her arm.

“Take me to Vasquer,” she told him.

Without another word, Argrave took off towards the giant golden snake in the back of the giant room.

“Are you oka—”

“Save it,” Elenore interrupted. “Do you know of any other exits to this place?”

once.

he thinks,” she said, a grim calmness to her. “Therese wouldn’t know of Vasquer… so there’s another traitor in our midst. No, no… forget that. Felipe is the

of legitimacy as valued as the founder’s companion coming to harm under his watch would mar his reign indelibly. He would never take such a risk. Though it’s best we ask her thoughts on the matter, I believe she would agree—we cannot stay here, yet Vasquer will remain safe if

Argrave nodded,

leave now… but escaping the capital would be impossible without my people. My men aren’t loyal by cause—they’re loyal by benefit alone. They won’t die for me, won’t screen our escape. On top of all that, a lot of people here are very valuable links to distant places. Lastly, let’s not mention

Argrave

appeared briefly distressed, yet she resumed walking not a moment later. “Ruleo said she looked worse than before. Presumably, despite torture, she’s not surrendered truly valuable information...

we delay the king, evacuate?”

Anneliese chimed in on the

be too valuable for him to dare delay. But nonetheless, now is not the time to be frugal. I’ll send a few talented people out immediately to work at causing distractions around the city. It will divide the guard, make our escape easier. Even Felipe would not let his city burn to the ground before his eyes—his paranoia might make him think this is all

messages quicker with my Starsparrow,” Anneliese suggested. “It

best way. All I need is to deliver one message to a trusted agent—Merren. From there, he can get word to all of the others. A mass of arson, a series of minor attacks in the royal palace, calling in what few favors I have in the royal

the royal knights leading a siege against this place… I mean, it’s as though we’re taking the place of the vampires we just wiped. The knight-commander, Jezuit, is

favors aren’t mere trifles, Argrave,” Elenore said coldly. “The sway I

the stairs, can we win? They’re some of the best-equipped and best-trained fighting forces in Berendar. It’d be impossible to assail, impossible to escape. We’re

stopped before the gargantuan golden snake, still bound as ever. Her golden eyes followed them. “Things are as I said. The king wants to possess Vasquer. There is a reason everything happens so quickly, so recklessly. The king’s greed, his desire for Vasquer—that will be our best bet

grasp, coming to stand on her own. Argrave rubbed his hands together and asked, “Vasquer is the crux of

As for Vasquer…” Elenore turned to the snake. “She… I still need to talk to her, work things out. But before I do that, I need to know one thing. Levin—does something