"Excellent!" said the admiral while giving a satisfied nod. "Now, we had to fake our attack to take the supplies. I think midnight would be the best time to execute the attack."
Lord Hugo frowned, his brow furrowing with concern. "Faking an attack? How's that will help? It could escalate tensions and cause further damage."
Jareth's gaze narrowed, his voice firm. "We need to create the appearance of an attack in order to maintain the image of your loyalty to Blande. It will provide you with the necessary justification for losing the supplies. This way, you can save yourself from being suspected of working with the enemy."
Hugo realises the rationale behind Jareth's plan. Reluctantly, he nodded in agreement. "Very well, but ensure that the attack is controlled and doesn't cause too much damage to the port."
"Sure, you have my word."
