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Treason	By : Dagian Category: +G through L > Lineage 2 Views: 832 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Asadar stalked to his private chamber and shut the door, making sure it was securely bolted. Absently he hushed the massive panther at his side when it gave a low growl of irritation at how close the door had come to closing on its tail. Tossing the cat a treat of salted buffalo flesh, he made his way to his desk. Sitting down, he took a piece of blank enchanted parchment and an enchanted inkwell and quill and began to write. The letters glowed a deep purple before disappearing in a small puff of smoke.

What news have you of Goddard’s preparations for war?

It took some time before he got a reply back, the letters fading into view slowly in the same deep purple color. They stayed only a few seconds before they too vanished in a puff of smoke.

I have nothing to report on the preparations. Nathavin has not let me in on the battle plans. He does not trust me enough.

Asadar sat back in anger. It would figure that his only source of information inside the dark elf’s castle had not managed to gain Nathavin’s trust. As he sat there, debating on whether or not to kill his spy when he attacked the castle, a new message appeared that caught his attention and held it.

However, there is a rumor flying around the castle that Caellia has become pregnant. I have not had a chance to confirm this for myself, but she and Shi’nryne have discontinued her training sessions abruptly. There is some talk among the servants here that indicates there is some talk of possibly removing her from the castle before the attack, which lends credence to the rumor.

Asadar rocked back as he absorbed the new information. Slowly his anger built until it was white hot. How dare she?! Furiously he scribbled his next message.

Confirm this. Now! If she is pregnant, use any means to get close to her. Do not worry about gaining Nathavin’s trust, gain hers. She will see to it that Nathavin lets you near her if she trusts you. Find out if he is going to remove her from the castle before the attack and find out where he intends to send her.

As you wish.

Asadar watched in anger as the parchment burst into purple flames, signifying that his informant had destroyed his own scroll. Angrily he pushed away from his desk and began to pace the room. With the conception of a child, the two elven races were that much closer to being reunified. They were much more powerful now than they had been before.

He had hoped that when he captured Caellia that he would be able to convince her to stay by his side, even if he had to coerce her. But even he knew that coercion would no longer be an option if she were carrying Nathavin’s child.

Or would it? His eyes landed on the fire burning brightly in the brazier. She did seem to truly love the dark elf. What would she be willing to do to keep his child? What price would she be willing to pay to ensure that child stayed alive if she were captured? An evil grin split his face as he thought of the possibilities before it was replaced with a fierce expression. First, he had to capture her and utterly destroy Goddard Castle and its cursed Lord. Then, he could focus on ensuring that she would stay by his side while he destroyed the rest of the elves. Her loyalty to him while he destroyed the elves would guarantee the safety of the child she carried.

Zarvynaar watched as the scroll burned to nothing, not even leaving ashes behind. How did he go about gaining Caellia’s trust? Kattath had put up such a fuss that she had actually had him removed from the detail that was charged with protecting Caellia. And while Caellia had been friendly enough to him, she had deferred to both Kattath and Nathavin’s feelings regarding him.

He scowled in remembrance of the day Nathavin had removed him from the protection detail. Whatever Kattath had said had thoroughly destroyed the trust Nathavin had placed in him. Had she discovered him sending secret messages? He tilted his to the side in thought. No, it wasn’t likely that she had. The most likely reason he could come up with was that something in his aura had tipped her off that he was not to be trusted. And she in turn had informed Nathavin.

Turning a corner, he came to an abrupt halt, nearly colliding with Caellia. “My apologies, my Queen.” He said as he reached out a hand to steady her. As he did so, he swept a surreptitious glance down her frame, looking for any obvious signs of pregnancy. When he could discern no obvious signs, he decided to query subtly. “I hope I have not caused you any additional discomfort in your condition?”

Caellia righted herself and pulled away from him. “No apologies needed. I shouldn’t have been rushing through the castle.”

An awkward silence fell between them.

“My Queen,” he shook his head and began again. “Caellia, please, let me escort you to wherever it is that you were headed. I would feel awful if our near collision caused you to be injured in any way.” He did his best to look as if he was genuinely concerned about her welfare, even offering her his arm to take hold of.

“Why would our near collision cause me to be injured?” Caellia asked with a slightly upraised brow.

Feigning a look of confusion, Zarvynaar replied. “I merely thought that, in your condition, it would be very easy for you to be injured.”

Caellia thought over his words a moment before saying softly. “I wouldn’t be injured over so slight a collision.”

Though her words were simple and would not have aroused suspicion on their own, it was the faint shifting of her hand to her abdomen that gave her away. He sucked in a quick breath as he realized that she had just unconsciously protected the growing infant.

Neither of them noticed Kattath and Nathavin reach the top of the stairs at the end of the corridor.

“Caellia come here.” Nathavin said in a low hiss, his eyes trained on Zarvynaar. When she was safely by his side, he sent both her and Kattath to their private suite. Once they were out of earshot, he intoned lowly to the blade dancer. “I thought I told you not to go near her.”

Zarvynaar braced himself and answered in a conciliatory tone. “My apologies, my Lord. I was merely coming down this corridor and when I rounded the corner she was on the other side. I was not looking for her.” Which was true, he really hadn’t been seeking her out.

Nathavin glared at him. The story held just enough truth to be plausible. The training area that Zarvynaar used most frequently was on this side of the castle and the corridor he indicated he was coming from lead directly to it. “You are returning from a practice session?”

“Yes.” Zarvynaar replied warily.

“Who was your sparring partner?” Nathavin asked bluntly.

“My sparring partner?” Confusion laced Zarvynaar’s voice. Why would Nathavin want to know that?

“Yes. Your sparring partner. Who was it?” Nathavin watched closely as the blade dancer seemed to grow more uncomfortable.

“I didn’t have one. I used the training dummies.”

Nathavin’s lips thinned into a straight line. That was a lie and he knew it. Shi’nryne had removed the training dummies from that practice field days ago to have them repaired and had not yet replaced them. “Are you sure?”

“Yes.” Zarvynaar replied a bit defensively. “I have no reason to lie to you Lord Nathavin.”

Nathavin merely raised an eyebrow. “Indeed.” He was not ready yet to inform the blade dancer of his misstep. “See that you do not lie to me in the future.” He then let Zarvynaar pass.

            As he was about to follow Kattath and Caellia to his suite, Andraos stepped in front of him from the corridor that Zarvynaar had nearly collided into Caellia from. Looking Nathavin in the eye he spoke solemnly. “He’s lying.”

            “I’m aware of that.” Nathavin replied evenly.

            Andraos’ mouth twitched upward as he questioned in amusement. “The training dummies?”

            Nathavin merely raised his chin in silent confirmation.

            A low laugh escaped Andraos before he turned serious again. “He is communicating with Asadar by means of secret enchanted scrolls.” At Nathavin’s questioning look he continued. “It is a favorite method of communication for Asadar. It’s quick, private, and leaves behind no evidence.” A conspiratorial grin graced his face. “Unless you know what you are looking for.”

            “And I suppose you know what you are looking for?” Nathavin asked without humor.

            With a nod, Andraos replied that he did indeed know what he was looking for, and could even recreate the messages with the proper tools.

            Nathavin regarded the human in silence for several moments before deciding to allow him the use of the materials he had requested. “I want the complete messages that were sent and received.”

            “You will have them.” Andraos said confidently. “Where might I find you when I am done?”

            Nathavin considered this for a moment. He wanted to see Caellia and explain to her that Zarvynaar was not to be trusted and that she did not need to be alone with him at all. But he also needed to go over a few more details regarding the defense of the castle. Finally he answered, “Send for me using one of the servants. They will know where to find me.”

            Andraos nodded and then left to see about his task.

It was many hours later before he was finally done recreating the messages. Hurriedly he sent a servant to find Nathavin.

Nathavin stared in anger at the messages. He uttered his commands in a tightly controlled voice. “She is to remain in this castle at all times. No one, absolutely no one, aside from Kattath, Shi’nryne, and myself is to see her.”

Andraos stood quietly with the rest of Nathavin’s most trusted commanders.

Nathavin looked to one of the commanders. “Have the forces that Dion and Giran promised us made it here yet? And what of the light elven forces? Has Nalia sent them as well?”

The commander nodded. “The forces from Dion and Giran will be arriving in the next day. The light elven forces are here already. They have so far been staying inside the town and haven’t approached the castle on Nalia’s orders. She did not want to approach the castle until we called for them.”

Nathavin nodded. “Call them inside the castle now. I will give the forces from Dion and Giran three days to rest from their journey.” His eyes turned black as coal as anger suffused him. “If Asadar hasn’t attacked us by then, we will attack Aden!”

Kattath waited until all the other commanders left. “Nathavin,” she said quietly pulling him up short, “Caellia is not going to like being confined during the battle.” She paused to choose her words carefully. “It will feel too much like it did before, when she was confined not for her protection, but because she was a prisoner.”

Nathavin nodded silently. He was aware that Caellia was not going to like his decision regarding her confinement. “I will handle her.”

Kattath frowned slightly while replying with discontent. “Nathavin, she is not an object to be ‘handled.’”

“Be that as it may, she is still my wife, and my responsibility. If she chooses to make a fuss,” he stared at Kattath pointedly, “then I will handle it.” He was not going to back down from this. “She carries our child. I am not going to let her put both herself and the child at risk simply because she wants to fight in this battle.” Seeing that Kattath was not going to say anything more, he left to inform Caellia of the change in plans.
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