Far away from the dark elven Court filled with jubilation, two figures sat silently beneath the shade of the many ruined temples found in the dark elven kingdom. These temples were used for the spontaneous worship of the goddess.
That was what Yander had come to do.
Caius stared blankly at the wrinkled newspaper in his hands, the afternoon sun casting its rays on the brownish paper.
Across from him, Yander looked equally lost.
Neither spoke for a long while.
Finally, Caius spoke.
"Why would anyone want to kill the lord?"
Yander blinked slowly.
"Thats all you have to say."
Caius rubbed at his face tiredly before reading the headline again.
GLADIA KINGDOM ACCUSED OF ASSASSINATION ATTEMPT AGAINST DARK ELF FUTURE KING.
Below it...
ULTIMATUM ISSUED BY DARK ELF QUEEN.
Caius lowered the paper carefully. Everything just felt unreal. Atheline had left them two hours before the competition ended then got assassinated during that period.
