The leader of the desert tribe shared his opinion, "I think the spy was from Riverhill. They are growing more powerful each day. They must be thinking of conquering the whole world."
"I don't think it's that simple," Arthur shook his head. "And, I think I know who it is."
The elderly man asked, "Whose spy is it then?"
Arthur voiced his speculation, "It's a Utahill spy. He is under the command of Lord Alexander of the Dormer family."
His foster father frowned. "An aristocrat of Utahill. Are they planning on another Great War?"
Arthur remarked, "He surely wants something. Maybe he is tired of worldly peace."
"Am I the only one who isn't understanding anything?" Veronica asked them. She looked troubled. "Please tell me so that I can understand clearly. What's with me being a blessed child? What does the prophecy scroll have anything to do with me? You mentioned Lord Alexander. Is he the same person I knew as Sister Ruth's family member?"
