The day following Quinus and his companions' return from their long journey, the Divalo Manor, situated on the western fringes of Tairal, bustled with activity as servants moved in and out of the grand mansion, carrying boxes, bags, and furniture.
The grand entrance of the mansion was disrupted by the arrival of a mysterious figure cloaked in black. As he stepped inside, he theatrically removed his hood, unveiling himself as none other than Duke Revelia, the esteemed uncle of the Crown Prince of the Fiafyr Kingdom. His silver locks were elegantly tied into a ponytail, and his weary visage bore the weight of his experiences. Yet, behind his tired eyes, a fierce blaze of fury burned brightly.
As he entered the room, he was met by Belial, the butler, who greeted him with a respectful bow.
"Has the trip been fruitful, my lord?" inquired Belial.
"Not here... Let's talk in my study," Duke Revelia murmured, then swiftly departed from the entrance.
"Absolutely, sir," replied Belial as the Duke disappeared into the hallway and ascended the stairs.
After the Duke departed, Belial quietly trailed behind him, making his way to the study. Once inside, the two men closed the heavy oak doors and secured them with a firm lock.
"So, how did it go?" Belial asked, and the Duke sat down in his chair.
"We had a small setback. Krenn thinks he can play me for a fool, but once the Kingdom of Marn is no longer useful for me, I'll send someone to kill him and his King," Duke Revelia answered.
"Who would have thought that the Advisor to the King is actually a snake? Well, color me shocked," Belial said with a hint of sarcasm.
"Yes... The people of Marn are cowards and liars. And I can use that to my advantage. They lack long-term vision, and their short-sightedness will be their downfall.
"As we speak, the soldiers are packing up the weapons and gold and will leave by tonight. Once that's done, I shall have their armies take control of the north, and once I purge the kingdom of all of Duval's supporters, I'll surrender Fiafyr to King Arnaud Dupont of Marn," Duke Revelia told his loyal servant.
"It's risky, and I hope you can kill him like you say," Belial said, and the Duke sighed.
"I have a plan in place to kill him. He won't expect anything because he's too confident. And that's what will be his undoing," Duke Revelia said, and he took a sip of his wine.
"You've been planning this for some time, then. Let's just hope that your nephew doesn't get in the way. He somehow has fate on his—"
*CRASH* Goes the glass of wine that the Duke just broke.
"Quinus has become a problem. But I will deal with him once and for all..." Duke Revelia promised.
"So... Krenn was able to come through and sold you an AphroAroma Wick?" Belial inquired, catching the Duke's attention as he glanced up.
"Yes, and we were successful. I was able to secure the aphrodisiac from Krenn, and hopefully, my lovely wife can convince that worthless princess of the Divine Three to use it on my nephew. Hopefully, when Quinus sleeps with another woman behind that dark elf's back, she will finally leave him. Or better yet, she kills him. I hear that dark elf females are highly protective of their mates," the Duke said.
"Yes, I have heard that they can be extremely possessive. But maybe it would be even better if we could somehow get one of those wood elves to sleep with him. Dark Elves hate their cousins by nature. I am sure she would kill both of the Wood Elves if push came to shove," Belial pointed out.
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