"There's nothing you can do to protect your daughter, let alone a grassroots mage who's this close to being considered a traitor for turning his back to the Kingdom in its hour of need against the undead.
"The incoming storm will end both their lives, yet you have the power to spare them from such a cruel destiny. Give me what I want and all will be well."
"I'll show myself out. Farewell, Velan." Jirni's voice was shaken as she walked through the door with wavering steps.
Only once she was certain no one was following her along the corridor and Orion's buttons didn't detect any surveillance spell, did she regain her confidence. Her worried grimace disappeared and was replaced by a stone-cold face.
"Did you get everything, dear?" She said in her communication earpiece.
