“Why am I here Cyrus? You know what happens to me if anyone spots me here,” the man demanded. “This is the final payment,” Cyrus said in a hushed tone. I didn’t recognize the other man. He was no guard or noble that spent time at the palace. His pale skin tone was odd for an Abelonian. “There is a boat waiting by the docks for you. The captain will take you to Zetron and you can find passage back to Luheo from there,” Cyrus explained. I slapped a hand over my mouth before my gasp could escape. This man wasn’t Abelonian, he was from Luheo. The kingdom that was about to go to war with us. Cyrus
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Oh shit!
