-Three days before-
It was a large and bright room, filled with fine and colourful draperies, filled with glittering things, antiques and valuables. The polished wooden floor reflected much of the light from the windows, which almost completely filled one of the four walls and much of the other two.
At the far end of the room, in front of the largest window, was a wooden throne with gold details, on which were placed feather pillows lined with precious cobalt blue silk. A bas-relief depicting floral motifs had been carved into the entire sculpture, and the arms were in the shape of a dragon's head, in the place of whose eyes were precious gems.
A faint murmur could be heard, the voice of a man explaining their tasks to others. There were ten people in total, two of whom one could hardly fail to notice.
The younger appeared as a tall, thin figure with long brown hair pulled back into an elaborate hairstyle, while the other was a bit shorter, and his loose hair fell to the sides of his face, brushing his shoulders. Their clothes were sumptuous and laden with silvery lacework, and their jewellery glittered in the crystalline light of an early August morning.
«Two to the north, two to the east, two to the west, and two to the south. You are going to start with the most relevant countries on the borders of the province and move toward the centre. You are going to start announcing in five days. If there is anything peculiar or important, let me know quickly.»
All the other men listened in silence like good students, nodding to the orders they were given.
«Very well, you have heard the orders, now go. Sora, you leave too. Get ready.» Everyone nodded, bowed and then left, to fulfil the orders given directly by the prince.
The shorter man waited until everyone had left to address his superior. «Do you think we will find any angels, sir?»
«Certainly.» Smiled the brunette. «We found one, and we weren't looking for him. We just must be careful not to let him get away again, hm? I trust in your abilities.»
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Two days after the festival, happened what Han had predicted.
Mikhael, Len, and Narith had gone to the village to do some shopping and restock the pantry a bit, and shortly thereafter they were joined by Estel, who had to pick up some materials at the workshop. The four of them walked through the village, crossing alleys and driveways to eventually find themselves at the marketplace. There was a kind of tension in the air, a tension that only Narith could fully sense, and it was frightening to him.
It took not long when, out of everyone's expectations, two men on horseback arrived. Their uniforms were of fine fabrics and on their chests was the prince's emblem: a small silver dragon reaching for its tail, running in a circle that would never end. This was also on the buckle of their belts, from which the scabbards of their swords hung. The harnesses of the horses were also made of fine materials, and there too was the same emblem.
A glance was enough for everyone to understand the status of the two men and the reason for their visit. For being sent by the prince, they surely had to announce something important.
Mikhael looked at the two soldiers with confusion shining behind his glasses, as did Len and Estel, who hadn't yet connected the context to the conversation he had accidentally heard. Narith, on the other hand, whitened completely: he stared at the two men on horseback with pure terror in his eyes, while an agitated grimace was painted on his face.
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Feathers -eng ver-
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