Drayk and his allies were gathered in the king's private office, discussing the preparations for the visit to Caer Thalas.
"We need a plan, in case things go wrong there," — Orzoth began. — "I'm almost certain this invitation isn't just to seal a peace treaty."
"I agree. We can't show up unprepared," — Kaelon added, crossing his arms.
Drayk, silent, just watched. His thoughts were far from there.
"So it'll be the three of us accompanying Drayk, right?" — Varian asked, breaking the silence.
"Officially, yes. But I've already sent the Lost Wings ahead to investigate anything suspicious."
"But Orzoth... what if they're recognized?" — Kaelon questioned.
"Don't worry. I changed their appearance, just like I did with you on that mission."
Varian placed his hands on the table, his serious gaze directed at the others.
"Even with the Lost Wings ahead, I still think it's too risky to go there."
