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Sage hummed softly in thought, nodding along. "If that's the case, it would be best to attack on broad daylight then," he noted. "Like ten in the morning. It's when people would least expect it, but the palace is still vulnerable," he thought out loud. If it was really that easy to sneak people in, this should go smoothly. He didn't want to assume anything, but if they could get one person in every two hours that would be easy enough. A few people every two hours would be even better. |
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Elara nodded, zoning out as she tried to remember her father's schedule. "10am he's in a meeting with the War Council Monday and Tuesday, the rest of the week he's overseeing his study, which basically means he just slums around in his study----alone." |
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Sage hummed softly as she described her father's old schedule. "If that's still the case, it'll be easy to get in and out before anyone notices anything is wrong," he thought out loud. He would have guards, but if he wanted to be alone in the study, sage would just need to get into the study from a way other than the door. That wouldn't be too hard. |
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She nodded, ideas rushing to her head. "And with the added guards already in the Resistance, and since Nate can shift guard's posts around, might as well get all of them to guard the king. His study, the entire hall, hell, the entire wing if there's enough." Elara noted |
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Sage hummed softly in thought, nodding along to her idea. "That would also be helpful," he noted, tapping his fingers on the table absentmindedly as he thought. "He can't make it too obvious though ...if we can do this anonymously, it would be best. The people shouldn't know you two were the ones planning to kill your father, especially if he's going to be the new king. They have to be able to trust him," he pointed out. |
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"Those who aren't in the resistance don't know the members, Nate could simply disguise it as many wanted to change posts. One thing about the palace, you don't argue or come forward when somebody gives you a command. You keep your mouth shut and do it, otherwise you'll get your tounge cut out and turned into a slave, if that makes sense." She countered, curious about something else. |
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Sage grunted in understanding as she spoke, pursing his lips slightly as he thought about it. "Then this shouldn't be too difficult," he mused, glad it wasn't going to be something nearly impossible to pull off. It seemed as though Nate had pretty good control over the resistance and palace itself. It was a wonder the king hadn't been assassinated yet, if he was being completely honest. "So I guess we ...contact him and go from there," he added with a shrug. |
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Elara nodded, sighing softly as she had answers to every possible outcome. "If...needed, I could go back and distract him, you slip in, get it over with, and we get out. Nate will call a distress signal and guards will rush in, seeing only him and my father---dead. Nate's good at faking faces, he'll make it seem it wasn't part of his plan every, he'll rise to the throne, life will carry on. We'll be welcome to stay there, too, if we want." |
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Sage frowned slightly, nodding along to her comments. "Only if we absolutely have to," he noted. "I don't want you in harms way....we don't know how your father will react to seeing you. He's probably really mad," he murmured. He didn't want her to get hurt in the process. Plus, even if she didn't like him, watching her own father die wasn't something he really wanted her to see. |
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"I wouldn't blame the bastard," She scoffed, a scowl taking place on her expression. "I would be if my only ally-maker ran off too. Also, if you could perhaps squeeze a part into the plane of me plunging a sword through his chest? That'd be lovely." Elara mused with a sweet smile, grabbing a now empty fruit basket as she called Varys over, the two walking out as though she hadn't said a word. |
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