Ancient secrets told

To the plan

Eron rested for the day, he rested with Deven as they waited... for something. Devon sat on his desk next to the door with jis leather jernal. "So umm... what you doing?" Eron asked, leaning on the bed pole.
"Planning, the Copper kingdom joining the war has put a wrench in my plans" Devon sounded stressed but only sighed.
"Yeah... wasn't expecting that but at the same we should have" Eron spoke his thoughts.
"What you mean?" Devon turned to him.
"Well the Garnet kingdom has a lot of territory correct?" Eron began to explain and Devon nodded. Licensing closely, "well the winter has frozen and fludded their land more then yours, they need resources and the Copper kingdom has those said resources. Kinda surprised you didn't think of that as well" Eron shrugged. "Or attacked them foe their rich land instead of the number" he continued his thoughts out loud.

"Yeah... I have other reasons and King Aron is a great ally alone who also needs the land. Not really needing the amazing quality" Devon explained but Eron didn't understand it properly. (If he needs the land that bad then why not the richer land? For farming and resources? Did king Aron think of that?) He thought but kept quiet. "Anyway want to see some of them? You seem to have a different view of understanding that could be useful" Devon asked and showed him a few pages. They involve very thought out attacks to the Garnet kingdom's castle, city and barracks. All of which are updated to any and all upgrades that has happened to the kingdom. "You must have planned this for a while?" Eron observed, "did you see this winter coming or?" He couldn't finish that question, especially with the harsh look of warning Devon gave him.
"It was easy to see, being around for a few hundred years you pick up on patterns and I know how to recover" he explained.

"Oh... guess I'll see that to" Eron thought out loud again. (I'm gonna be centuries old!) The realisation did hit him in his past but he always thought it would be cool to live on and to serve his kingdom untouchable. But recent events has shown that it will be painful, he will live but it will coast him. "Yeah but you need to rase your pain tolerance, you became paralysed in pain with a few arrows" Devon explained, leaning back on his chair. Eron sat on the edge of the bed, leaning on the pole and watching Devon think. "Well we can work on that later, for now I have a few ideas" Devon went to his jernal, adding new pages with glue and began to write. Eron watched him write for a long while, (he has gorgeous handwriting, I guess he does have an eternity to practice). Devon wrote plan after plan, using notes and numbers to replan old plans for work around the Copper kingdom's joining into the war.

"King Aron will be joining me at my castle again in a few days, I have till then to present a plan" Devon explained calmly after a long while.
"Ok and what we got so far?" Eron asked, trying to read the notes over the elf's shoulder.
"An attack on one of the major cities, if we move next weak we'll be prepared and we can catch them off gard. Not the capital, the second largest city to the west of their capital you know?" Devon explained, showing a mini map of how to sneak up on them. It showed having 3 army's circleing the city, sneaking in through a few week spots and attacking the barracks first. Once that's delt with, they move to the city square and take out the rest. But there was something that made Eron's blood boil a little. "Why attack the innocent? I mean attack the gards in a sneak attack is great but this plan shows kill everyone" Eron challenged with a sturn look.

"The thing that mortals don't get is that the moment you try to separate your enemies is the moment you lose. Try and spare the citizens then you have a fuck tun of people who now has a reason to fight. Try and say that they won't do harm and they'll stab you in the back. Enemies are enemies" Devon schooled, narrowing his eyes but then sighed. "You'll learn soon enough, trust me" he promised. Eron only raced his mind, (innocents shouldn't be slaughtered like that! But what can I do?). Devon spent the time writing a letter about the plan in detail, for King Aron to know before he even gets to the castle. "For now we can wait, the plan is made and once King Aron gets here we can add improvement if there is any" Devon leaned back on the chair and looked at him. "Want to look for a tail for you as we wait?" He grinned, the lust in his eyes only growing with each day, "I'm thinking fox".
"Oh! Sure" Eron didn't expect such a question after being so formal with the war planning.

"Good" Devon stood up and patted his head with a smirk, "come on then" he ordered. Eron nodded and followed him down the halls and into the main market in the city. Eron saw the looks and judgeful eyes of the citizens, (if one! Calls me a whore, someone's gonna die tonight) he vouled to himself. "Ignore em" Devon ordered as he headed passed the market and into a calmer streat. Eron followed, wondering where he was actually going. Devon kept moving, not taking a single stop to check where he was going. "So... where are we going exactly?" Eron asked after a while of turning corners.
"To a guy who makes them in the best quality, I've used some of his before" Devon explained, "they're amazingly soft and beautiful". Eron felt himself gulp as he heard the tone of pure lust and pervertary. (Was this a mistake? Am I in danger right now?).