The Evil Thorns of a Rose

Back in the kingdom of Neuval, Rose sat upon her throne with a worried expression. All of her plans and machinations had come to fruition, however her brother's continued existence vexed her as the possible foil of her scheme. She knew not where he was or what he was doing. All the scouts she had sent to watch him had not returned with any workable intelligence.

The doors to the throne room opened and one of her retainers entered the room. "Your majesty, if I may approach." He said, giving a bow to his queen.

"You may speak." Rose said coldly. "Do so quickly."

"The old man has finally broken my queen." The retainer said.

Rose's eyes lit up with delight at the implications of such a statement. "That old pattering wizard has finally given us the information we need?"

"Yes, my queen." The retainer raises his head from a bow and makes eye contact with Rose. "He has given us the location of the cave of sealing."