Chapter 7.7: Spinning a Web
The madman's attack came unexpectedly to all but a few. He may have been mad, but beneath that madness lay a cunning mind well versed in tactics. As smoke rose over the night skies of Ankida, the invader's rabble somehow having gained access to the city, you made your move. It was going to be a long night.
In the confusion of the attack, you managed to secure your way to the Prince without much trouble. You convinced those you met that Runikylos had ordered your release to assist him because of the attack, and by the time you reached the Prince's study, your assassins seemed very at ease around you.
That was good.
You opened the door. Runikylos was within, reading his notes alone. As he looks up and sees you, he begins to ask something, but you don't hear it. The assassins have already drawn their knives. This was a scenario that you had rehearsed in your mind many times over the past five days, and surprisingly you found a memory of the long gone Emperor that was of use.
You breathe in, deeply. Just as you practiced. Then, you act.
A quick lash from your mind disarms one of them, knocking their knife into your hand. With a movement you've practiced in your mind a thousand times, you slide it deep between his ribs and twist. Then, things become different from your mental practice sessions - the knife gets stuck. You tug at it but it refuses to move, and by that time it was too late to defend yourself. Your former ally comes at you in a fit of emotion while you are trying to pull a knife out of his dead friend. Before he can strike, he crumples to the floor, a dagger in the back of his neck.
Aodh stood behind him. You had not seen him when you entered. On his face was the same lifeless expression he had worn when he fell, his dead eyes staring right at you.
"What are you doing here?" His voice was as devoid of warmth as his expression. Was this the true Aodh, or was it another mask?
"Saving the Prince, what does it look like?"
With a sudden move, he grabs you by the throat and raises a dagger.
"Tell me again, what are you doing here?"
You grin defiantly and choke out your words.
"I'm saving the Prince's ass, you bastard."
"Enough, Aodh. Release him."
At the Prince's command, Aodh let you go. You smile at him, and then turn to the Prince, bowing.
"Your Highness, do you need an explanation for all this?"
Runikylos nods. "Please do." You begin your explanation, with Aodh staring at you all the while.
"This men... they claim themselves to be something called the Watchers, have been threatening me for quite some time. Tonight they tried to make me kill you, Your Highness, but my good conscience could never let that happen. Not after all you have done for me. I pretended to agree and lead them here... and, well, you know the rest, my Prince."
Runikylos looks at you, his slate-grey eyes unreadable. "What of your father and your betrothed?" he asks quietly. Ah, it seems like Aodh has been telling him stories... or had he been the one behind all this in the first place? Did the Prince have a more cunning mind than you gave him credit for?
It was lucky that you had enough regret - at being jerked around on a string by these masked men - to summon up a remorseful confession.
"I would not have done it without them." It was the truth. You would not have done it. At least, not that way, not without the opportunities they had provided. "They told me they had swapped my father's medicine for poison, and they had the antidote, but I did not know they would force him to kill himself! Neither did I know they would attempt to get Thania..." Your voice breaks down into a whisper. "I have lost my family because of them, my Prince. But I will not lose my good friend to them. That is why I could not complete this task that they assigned to me."
The Prince nods. "Aodh, are you happy now? You could've just fell because of a breeze. Dio is innocent, and a trusted friend. Seriously, I can't believe I let you go ahead with your silly plan to test his loyalty." Runikylos laughed cheerfully. Aodh looks at you, as if attempting to discern something, but then sighs and turns back to Runikylos. "Very well, my Prince. If you think he can be trusted after all this, then I will defer to your decision. Still..."
He walks over to you and grabs your arm.
"Do you mean the Prince any harm? Do you swear on it?"
You stare at him seriously. "I swear, on my own honour and conscience, and the name of my dead father Velius Camna. I mean the Prince no harm." Of course you don't. Why kill the golden goose? A look of distaste passes across Aodh's expressionless face, but he nods.
"Then you can be of use, for now."
"The same to you, clerk."
***
In the confusion of the raid, the Watchers had struck quickly and efficiently. As you looked through the list of the dead, you found that the targets had been people who were not the most prominent, but had a crucial role in swaying both public and noble opinion. The ones who died hailed from many factions, including Runikylos's own. If there was a secret war going on, it was probably much larger than you had expected. In the mean time, you had become part of Runikylos's inner circle, one that included his own Watchers.
"Master Ean."
You close your book and set it down, taking up a glass of wine instead.
"I was expecting you."
"Master Ean, why did you betray us?"
"Did I?"
"We were going to bring you to power, Master Ean. You killed two of our men!" Your lips twist into an amused sneer. This was the first time you'd seen a masked man lose control of his voice. As he attempted to rise from his kneeling position, he found that he couldn't. You held him down gently with your mind. For a while he struggled, and you wait until he settles down before you continue the conversation.
"I ask you this; why was I chosen?"
"You are cunning, Master Ean, and willing to do whatever it takes." comes a whisper in reply.
"I am cunning. I know that my position will be insecure if I rise to prominence too quickly, as the fiasco with Aodh has taught me. I am also willing to do whatever it takes... including sacrificing two of your men as my pawns. Wait, your men?" You grin. "They are my men, aren't they? You are mine, are you not?"
A silence, then a nod.
"This was a gamble, I admit - a blind and risky move that I was not sure would succeed at all, but it's one that has worked well enough to teach us three lessons. The first is a lesson for you, that I will not be manipulated like some puppet as you please. I have my own will, and if you would claim loyalty to me you will learn to know it. The second is a lesson for me, that I am more important to you than at least two of my men, or else I would have been dead by now. Do not worry, I will not be pushing to find out just exactly how many Watchers my own life is worth. The third, well... the Prince now learns that his trusted Watcher can be wrong and that I am, despite my sins, a good man at heart, I guess?"
"You are wise, Master... no, my Emperor." croaks the Watcher before you.
"I do not need to be called Emperor. I only require that you are loyal to me, above all else, above whatever cause you might think you serve. If I have been chosen for my stunning qualities, then it only makes sense for you to allow me to exercise it as I see fit. That will be the best way to achieve your goals... unless of course you are lying to me."
"No, my Emperor. I call you that because you are truly worthy of retaking your throne."
"What flattery." Of course, you don't trust it, but then again you don't need to trust them to make use of them. They sought to have you as their puppet, but you will use them and toss them away once they are no longer needed. First, however, you will need their help to get yourself a strong foothold in this new world that you have found yourself in - one that is so familiar to the schemes and plots of nobles, yet so different.
You drink the wine. It tastes good.
***
You want to know more of the masked men's plans, but is it really a wise idea considering that you will be working closely with Aodh from now on? However, if you don't know, you might run the risk of accidentally foiling plans that could be beneficial to your own rise.
A. You demand to know everything they had planned and their reasons. Knowledge is power, and while they are still awed at your bastardry, this is the best time to make such demands.
B. You ask for only the barest outline of their plans, to prevent the risk of Aodh possibly finding out something from you with a careless word.
C. You want to know nothing. The less you know, the less you can leak out. If you know nothing, you can leak nothing.
***
You will also need to find out more about the players in this game you find yourself in if you're to survive. You need information. There were several people you were particularly interested in at the moment, and who you think you could approach for help.
A. You request information about Aodh. The young Watcher is your biggest threat right now, and you need to find out more about him. If you know more about him, you might be able to find a way to get him to stop suspecting you.
B. The young recruit who had just repulsed the madman's attack was the same recruit that had captured the cultist at Korinthos. He was now known as a hero, and having him as an ally would be beneficial to your public image.
C. The nameless madman who dared to assault Ankida intrigued you. Ever since it was built, the capital had never been attacked, not even during the numerous civil wars. Finding out more about him and contacting him could gain you an interesting pawn.
***
Your strength has grown further, granting you access to another power. You have gained:
A. The ability to read intentions and feelings by touch.
B. The ability to conjure fire with your hands.
C. The instinct to survive and fight in battle.