The Dominant One

 Elijah stood at the rooftop of one of the many Palace towers, looking below as he observed the guards that patrolled in and out of the building. Getting rid of them wasn't his problem, but alerting the whole palace of his presence was his main concern.

After his first fail on the sick King, Alaric had tightened the security, and any slight mistake could reveal his presence to everyone. His younger brother wasn't a moron, he had to admit, Alaric was doing a good job concerning the kingdom. He has no issues with Alaric in the slightest, but that old man on the bed, he needed to have a word with him before sending him to the afterlife.

He has to think of another way to get in without--

"Damn it!"

Lifting his gaze up, he caught sight of Elian standing at the top of the main palace tower, watching him with his arms crossed. Of course, why would he be surprised? Unfortunately, the fool never wants to stay away.