Control

But the emissary spat at Myzon and answered in a hateful voice what he thought of him.

- Pathetic! All of you here! You still have no idea what's going on.

Myzon got up and joined his woman.

- You masters of the earth, with Avine, are going to the palace. He has hidden the cure in Seyron's secret chamber. The only place he has access to without anyone but the emperor, so that's where he hid the cure.

- How can you be sure?

- Because Vardog although he is what he is, he is far from the perversity that this filthy jerk here is fully endowed with. What greater perversity, what greater cowardice than to put the remedy under the nose of the pure-hearted leader who is desperately seeking it to save his sick people. What could be more abominable. To ignore the fact that the thing he most desires to obtain is right next door

He looked at Avine.

- I'm counting on you to find it.

Avine took a good look at his love and then nodded.

- I will, but mostly I will do it for you.