"Commander."
A voice woke Octavianus from his daydream. He cleared his throat and put the sword he had been holding back into the box before turning his head.
"Yes?" he asked the soldier standing by his side.
"The general is looking for you in the study," the soldier informed him.
Octavianus nodded and hurried to the General's study.
Daemond was standing with his back to the the door when he entered. He was looking at the map spread out on his table. Without turning around the man said, "I want to set a trap, Octavianus."
"A trap, General?" Octavianus asked as he stepped closer.
"I want to solve the rebellion as soon as possible. One strike to kill them all."
The light from the sunlight that streaming in from the open window illuminated the outline of the man's body.
