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"Marcus, as you requested, I have waited till morning. Now would you be so kind as to let me in on the rest of your plan?" Sendron was once again in the NightHound Master Suite, the Lord's Private Quarters. Sitting atop his neatly made bed as usual, in his simple priest robes Marcus addressed his advisor.
"Of course, I need you with me on this if I hope to win. You need to memorize the spell," He said, lifting himself up and walking to his closet. He opened the large wooden door and retrieved his staff, the red orb began glowing more brightly once in his hand. He turned about to face Sendron, kicking the closet door shut. "Are you ready to leave?"
"I am sorry but I am not prepared, to where are we to depart Sire?"
"To find an expendable life."
"I don't follow, Marcus."
"I have already sent a messenger, requesting an audience with the new head of Twilights Shadow, in their house." Lord NightHound explained.
The old man was confused. "Why would you need to visit her?"
"I belive I have already told you, Sendron."

A servant politely knocks on the door to get her attention. With an impatient wave of her staff she opens the door, to glare at the servant. "Yes?" she asked coldly.
"You have a missive." Was the only reply as the servant bowed, holding out a letter. Taking it she read through it quickly as the servant awaits her reply.
"Tell them I will meet them here." She ordered the servant. As she turned to her first cousin, "well. It seems we have a meeting to go to Cousin, my questions shall wait for a while."