The Wizard's Assassin

Chapter 15 (Narrator)

Ariel took her place next to Gaius. As she sat she smiled and rapped the table . "I always loved wooden furniture. Feels so, so....." She said while casually leaning back in her wooden chair "Natural" she smiled to no one in particular. Gaius raised an eyebrow. 

"Now that we are all situated I think we should....." Gaius stopped and squinted. After a moment of staring at the dark figure he smiled. "Get a chair for our guest. Prince Iso, it's a pleasure" the dark prince's face remained blank as he nodded to the gray wizard.  

"I haven't seen you since you hatching ceremony. Never been to one before." He stopped and chuckled. "Look at me, off task as usual." This brought some smiles and musical laughter from Queen Ariel. 

"Yes Gaius! To Business! Rebecca will you present the matter to us, please?" she smiled. Rebecca's face showed no intention of returning it. As she cleared her throat she pulled a small folded piece of paper from her glove. 

"This is the letter I received from who I believe to be a man. It was addressed to the Elven council. Due to what it encloses, the council agreed to call this meeting to the strict belief that....." She paused. Her face even though painted on, took on an expression of fear and worry. This drew in everybody's attention. They all know her enough that she doesn't express anything except the usual smugness of getting the upper hand and proving it. "We; Us; are going to die and our subjects enslaved." This brought a laugh from Brian. 

"I see what you're doing! Your trying to prank us, aren't you? Okay! Why are we really... OUCH!" Rewolf used her tiny elbow and a piercing glare to stop Brian from further laughter.  

"This is a serious matter Brian. Chairman Rebecca wouldn't just "pull a prank". Especially one this gothic." Unity stated sternly, then redirected her attention back to the elf. "Please do continue." Rebecca nodded thanks and resumed. 

"The man who sent this letter addresses himself as the Crowned Prince, as in future ruler of everything." She unfolded the paper and laid it out on the table. As she smoothed the paper out, it got bigger as if she was stretching it out. "Judging by it's contents, he plans to do just that. It says: 

Dear Ex-Rulers 

Or to be more correct, soon to be deceased rulers, of what used to be a free country. I am writing to inform you that there's a new age coming, a new age and country. It's thanks to the likes of you that we live in an dysfunctional, violent, crime infested world. It's pathetic that humans co-rule with animals and mutants. This is only one of many crimes your ruling has brought. Allowing and teaching the use of magic to non- magic users and to those that are unworthy to control such powers is unspeakable. Unable to watch this down hill spiral anymore, I decided to take action. I have formed an organization that will replace the current government and reform this land. Daoine Aontaithe or humans united. We are obtaining the power to overthrow you as you read this. Soon the world will be at our feet. Wizards ruling, humans on top, mutants slaving away, and beast will be used for their original purpose.... Working for us.

Sincerely, 

Crowned Prince. 

P.S It's pointless to track me through this letter for this isn't my handwriting. it's a cobbler outside an Elven village who will be dead by the time you finish tracking.

"We did track the letter's writing back to it's owner and indeed it was a poor cobbler's writing" she paused, breathed deeply and continued "We found him dead, like the letter said with a possession spell on him. As the investigators approached, it took affect and told my men these exact words ' in exactly six minutes half of Pyi Ria's Inter-Species Communications Department will explode. In exactly one minute from when I started speaking you will all die. Have a nice day.'"