Quick is decided

Elefthería, capital of Doulon.

"Couldn't you get the princess back? What incompetents do you have in your entourage?" Framlee continues to drink the wine, complaining to the king.

"If you had lent a hand, by now we would have the princess in our hands. But what did you do instead? To destroy an outpost that I could annihilate at any moment. So a useless action." The king responds in kind to the woman's complaints.

"An outpost that has been bothering you for months and you haven't been able to raze it to the ground." Framlee was not intimidated by the king, like the three people who now find themselves kneeling before their ruler.

"Ahhhhh ... you instead, what can you tell me?" The king renounces the dialogue with the fiery woman and turns his attention to his subjects.

"Your Majesty, people are upset, I don't know how, but the citizens are spreading a rumor that could put us in an embarrassing position." The one speaking was the chief of the city guard. A man in his forties with a beard and black hair.

"What voice?" The king had speculated which one he was, but he still wanted to confirm the truth.

"Rumor has it that the princess is alive is reviving the Eléftherou family." The captain of the guards begins to sweat under his armor.

"Fufufu what shocking news, I would not be surprised by a people's rebellion. But if such a tragedy ever happens, we will be in your safe hands, captain of the guard." As if the situation weren't already dire for the poor captain of the guard, Framlee adds wood to the fire to make the atmosphere worse.

'Couldn't you shut up, bitch ?! Don't you read the current situation? 'The captain of the guard cursed Framlee internally.

"How is it possible that this rumor has already spread? It must be the work of the rebellion, but they have never used such a move." The king was confused by the rebellion's choice to reveal the existence of the princess who they assumed was dead. They have always tried to hide her presence from the continent.

"In addition to this, some villages and cities are starting to pay no taxes, with the excuse that the cost is getting higher and higher for no reason." This time it was Maestro Conio who spoke. He looks like an elderly man in his sixties.

"Insolent! How dare they think of such an outrage! We will send our legions to shake the payment, let's see if in the face of iron and steel they will still dare to doubt my choices." The king was fed up with these problems that are arising one after another.

"You should think more calmly, my king." The last entry belonged to the third kneeling man. He looks very young, in his thirties, very well taken care of both in clothing and in general appearance.

"Councilor Aldon, warn me to stay calm, but does he have any ideas to solve this problem?" The king refers to the man as his advisor of him, Aldon is his name of him. This man represents the nobility loyal to the king.

"From what we know, the rebellion dared to reveal the princess's presence to exploit the love people felt for the former royal family. If they did, it means the princess can be found, oh, they're escorting her. ... right now, in their safest base, which is Katafygio. "Aldon looks at the king. And with a nod he points to both the captain of the guard and the owner of the coin, not wanting to continue the conversation in front of the other two men.

"Gentlemen, you are discharged, except you Aldon, we need to discuss some matters." The king, understanding Aldon's signal, gave the order to the other two subjects to leave the throne room.

"Yes, Royal Highness." The two, though confused, left the throne room, rejoicing that they were still alive after the news they had brought.

"We still have our mole in that city, so we can keep our advantageous position for some time." Aldon stands up, with his back straight towards his King, who hasn't been upset that his subject stood up without permission.

"You're right, but it won't last long, I'm sure they already suspect there is a spy in their ranks." The king seems to be starting to show concern. If the people found out that he was the one who ousted the royal family, out of sheer power craze, he would not be able to counter their strength.

"It is not a problem that could lead us to the crash, our move must be quick and precise". Aldon looks at Framlee, the woman is still busy drinking the wine.

"Are you suggesting that we send our army against Katafygio?" The king doubted Aldon's idea.

"Not the whole army of course, but only the best. A small but very competent group. Quality better than quantity, I think that's what they say in this case." Aldon smiled at the same words as him.

"Mhhh, let me guess. You want to put Framlee in charge of this group, right?" The king looks at the fiery sorceress, with a bitter face.

"Exactly! She is the only one right now who could lead such a group. What do you think, my king?" Aldon looks into the king's eyes.

"Framlee, would you be prepared for this mission?" The king looks the woman in her eyes.

"Why not? Sounds exciting to me as a plan." Framlee smiled at the thought of burning everything in a city like Katafýgio.

"Then it's settled. Aldon, choose the people who will leave for this mission." The king rises from his throne, heading for a door, which was not the exit from the throne room.

"As he wishes, he Highness of him." Aldon heads for the exit.

"I can't wait to see you again, my friend fufufu." Framlee, left alone in the room, laughed at the idea of seeing her old friend again.