'The Plan'

"Then... I shall go now and think of a plan for the test. I'll let you know once it's ready," Florian said, bowing his head deeply before turning on his heel to leave.

Heinz remained seated on his throne, his piercing crimson eyes following Florian's every step. He didn't move, didn't speak, merely observed in silence, his expression unreadable.

But just as Florian reached the grand doors, he stopped. The sudden pause was subtle but deliberate, and Heinz's gaze sharpened, his interest piqued.

Florian turned his head slightly, just enough for Heinz to catch the glint of curiosity in his eyes. "Your Majesty," he began carefully, his tone measured, "I'm just wondering... why not tell Lucius or Lancelot about the threat inside the palace as well? I'm sure they would be of help."

Heinz's brows arched slightly, his arms unfolding as he leaned forward just a fraction.