On the Wrong Side

Chapter 3

'Emalin offered me a way into the kingdom. Now I just need a plan to kill the king. I could try poison, but that would require a position as a cup bearer, and besides, how many humans would let an Egesa prepare the king's food? The amount of trust necessary for that would take too long to earn. I know I have as much time as necessary, but the longer I stay, the more likely I will be found out.  I could try sneaking into the king's chambers. Here would be guards all over the halls, and it would b easy to eave evidence. I also don't know these halls yet. I'll have to get a tour from Emalin. I could try to start a riot big enough to get the king's attention, but it's unlikely that Loholt would come out or a riot. Besides, every one would know it was me and I will not speak to start it.'

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Life as Caradan's assistant was interesting, to say the least. There was so much information he could use on later missions. He shared chambers with Caradan and Emalin, and while Emalin did talk in her sleep occasionally, it wasn't that bad. He would wake up early with Emalin or sometimes to the smell of Caradan's coking. Occasionally, he woke up to his own night mares; he hated them ad felt it a symbol of weakness, a weakness he wouldn't allow to rule him. He would then eat a rushed meal before grabbing his list of chores to complete by lunch. After lunch, it was usually more relaxing than breakfast, he would help Caradan, complete more chores, or find something to read before they ate supper and headed to bed.

Throughout his day, he continually thought of the different ways he cold kill King Loholt. He was still trying to get Emalin to give him a tour of the castle. He knew the way to the kitchen and outside.

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Emalin enjoyed her simple life with Caradan. She loved the art of healing. She knew Caradan was keeping a close eye on Myerdden as was she. She knew she talked in her sleep and was not worried about Myerdden's opinion but rather the silent fits of terror he got in his sleep. She often woke to the sound of crinkling sheets and creaking bed from his tossing and turning and occasional thump of him rolling off the bed. 'He must be used to a bigger bed,' she thought. She was a light sleeper which was probably the only reason why she woke to him moving. He would wake up when he fell off the bed and refuse to tell her what it was about despite her pestering. She knew it must be something big so she kept her mouth shut when it came down to whether or not Caradan should know. He was a heavy sleeper and it took some shaking and occasional bell ringing to wake him. They could also open the physician's chamber's door but that was saved for when someone needed him. 

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Emalin had finally given him a tour of the castle. Myerdden had the layout memorized along with several routes to Loholt's chambers. He knew Emalin was suspecting something from him, probably because of the night terrors, but she had kept quiet. He ignored her suspicion and continued on with planning. He had decided upon sneaking into the king's chambers. It would be easiest for him considering that poison was not his strong suit. He could work with it as he had been trained, but preferred his knives.

A/N: Hi. I'm back as promised. This was really short. DON'T WORRY. THIS IS THE SHORTEST CHAPTER. Everything else should be longer.