The king's madness had reached the next kingdom, thankfully, his failure hadn't, yet. There were no more hurried steps to be heard, not the chirp of a bird nor the buzzing sound of a lazy bee, the cube they were caged in had them in total confidence, which arose suspicions in the boy's mind.
'Why does he need to conceal this conversation from this close?' He wondered. The omnimancer could be exhausted from his intense activity or the spell could be easy to cast at short range, still, doubt remained.
There was no need for Arthur to ask what to do next as Bion was already a few steps ahead.
"Would you like to be the one to take the blame for Madam Cora's mount's fall or should we rather use the flower's shoulders to carry the burden in your stead?"
