Henrie’s Theory

Fabian's visit to the palace to discuss the search for his sister brought unexpected surprises. 

Henrie's recent deductions had taken him aback, as the search seemed to have ground to a disheartening halt. Days slipped by, and the void of valuable news was frustratingly persistent.

Henrie couldn't shake the notion that Runa's disappearance might be part of a political maneuver, a chess piece moved by either the infiltrating Valoisian revolutionaries or the ever-expanding Kievskaya. 

The urgency in his voice was palpable as he voiced his concerns. 

"We must act swiftly before they strike first," he asserted, his words resolute and measured.

But Fabian, perhaps the only sane one present, saw a critical flaw in this theory. "Without solid proof, we can't act recklessly. Such a move could plunge us into war."

Henrie's jaw clenched, weariness etched upon his face. The dark circles under his eyes bore witness to his relentless pursuit.