One hour ago, at the center of Angaria.
Sitting on the large throne, Daneel was trying to think of a way out of the dilemma they had found themselves in. Yet, as he tried to concentrate, his thoughts kept going to the image of the Bishop when she had arrived on an exact replica of the same seat he was resting on.
Dammit. Is that why she chose it? To hound me while I try to think? Well, if so, it was definitely an inspired idea…
Vexation twisting his mouth, he got up and walked to the edge of the center to gaze down upon the land. The sovereigns noticed his restlessness, but as they knew that nothing they said could help him, they stayed silent and continued to think.
Apart from him, the only ones standing were Husare and the Emperor. The former was pacing around, her eyes flipping repeatedly in his direction to see whether he had hit upon anything, while the latter had his arms behind his back and was looking out at the sky.
