There are always loose ends.
Questions without answers.
Things slipping through the cracks of even the tightest plans.
Lumera and Devran—both complicated creatures. Weirdos, really. And now, somehow, part of my council. Why would I invite such shadows into my inner circle? Why bring these shady characters so close to home?
Well, you know the saying: keep your friends close, but your enemies closer.
If you're not a fan of old sayings and passé beliefs, let me leave you with a more pressing question: could I afford not to? Especially when extremists still cling to outdated, ludicrous prophecies. Extremists like the Anti-Magic Mages.
Those goons. Deluded, yes. But competent. Coordinated. A threat far greater than I ever expected.
They infiltrated my palace.
They even bought over Faragonda—the esteemed Love Fairy Elder. That must have taken no small effort.
I did what I had to. Ensured Faragonda's death stayed a secret.
