She Belongs To The Devil

King Reginald frowned and asked Lord Horace, "But didn't you say that Jhomla pass is too narrow? And didn't you say that a lot of soldiers were killed when they tried to cross through that Pass?"

Lord Horace also got a little confused as to why the late King had included this in the plan. But then he was also familiar with the skills of the assassins. They were trained to walk in the shadows and could easily perceive and eradicate the dangers. They were practically invincible. 

So he said, while also trying to convince himself more than the King, "I believe that the late King had a lot of faith in the assassins. They are the force to be reckoned with after all. I bet they can even kill the Deity if that rumor is even true. But just to be sure, we will have to talk with the Head General and find out about the war tactics in detail. I just know the few major details."

King Reginald nodded his head and said, "Okay, we will have a meeting with him later. Tell me the major details for now."

Horace then continued to explain what he knew, "If the decoy brigade manages to lure even one of the divisions from the Capital to the Jhomla pass, our task will be a lot easier. When the division of Capital marches towards the Jhomla Pass expecting an attack, we will march from Frostford to Wyverndale and easily take out the division near the Lahare Pass. Then the remaining soldiers will head straight to capture the Capital of Wyverndale."

King Reginald smiled and interjected, "With the Capital's defense weakened, it should be easy for us to capture the King as well as all the Royals." For the first time, he managed to understand and say something that made sense.

That made Lillian smile as well. "At least he is not completely dumb it seems," she thought to herself.

"Yes, exactly." Lord Horace also looked glad that his King at least understood that much. So he concluded what he was saying, "If King Dragomir doesn't resist then we can easily plant our flag there. But if he resists then we can kill the King and claim the victory."

Reginald glanced at Queen Lillian to see if there were any changes in her facial expression when they were talking so freely about killing her husband. But to his disbelief, she looked as emotionless as a rock.

"What are your views on the war tactics so far, Your Majesty? Do you perhaps have any suggestions for us?" Lord Horace asked the Queen even though it was not her place to suggest the war tactics to another Kingdom.

Lillian mused for a while and replied, "The plan sounds perfect when I am hearing it now. However, I hope that you will first make sure that the assassins who are to lure the division of the Capital won't be massacred like before. If that doesn't happen then I am sure that the plan of taking over Wyverndale will work seamlessly."

Horace nodded his head and agreed. "We will have meetings with the Head General and discuss about this issue further."

Lillian clasped her hands together and asked Lord Horace, "So, when shall I expect the attack to happen then? I must say that it has already been two years and I am already growing impatient. I just stayed quiet until now thinking that His Majesty was still mourning the death of the late King."

Lillian shifted her gaze at King Reginald and said, "I didn't want to be a nuisance when Your Majesty was still mourning the death of the late King. But I think Your Majesty is already ready to move forward on the journey to be the Emperor of this continent."

Reginald puffed his chest a little and leaned back on his chair. Then he said while exuding great confidence, "Yes, I am more than ready."

Horace took a quick glance at the King and he took the liberty to answer the rest for him, "War of that large scale is difficult to execute. And for us to win the war, we shall spend a good few months to properly prepare. If everything goes well, then I think we can execute the attack within six months."

"Six months?" Lillian took in a deep breath and said, "Well, I have waited for the painful two years. I guess I can wait for six more months."

"And…" Queen Lillian glanced at the red eyes of King Reginald and asked, "The late King had also made another special demand from me. I am still working on the permanent solution but I hope that the potion is working for now. I had sent a large barrel full of that potion to the late King. I hope that the stock has not run out."

King Reginald's red eyes twinkled with excitement. He gave a huge grin to Lillian and he spoke in an appreciative tone, "You were the one to send that amazing potion? Oh, they are so much better than the ones we used to consume before. And the effect lasts longer as well."

He got up from his chair and stood in front of the Queen. Without any warning, he took her hand and leaned down to kiss her on her knuckles. He smiled and said, "I'm sorry, but I had to do that. Those are the best potions that I ever had. Then that means that you are a witch? And a very powerful one at that?"

Horace was starting to sweat when he saw that. He wondered if that way of showing respect was common in Wyverndale as well. If it was not then Reginald was in great trouble.

Thankfully, Lillian chuckled for the first time. "So you just know now that I am a witch? I thought that you would be able to sense it like the late King."

Reginald went back to his seat and answered with a little disappointment on his face, "Yeah, I am not on par as my father yet. I still have a long way to go."

All of a sudden, Reginald slapped himself on his forehead and exclaimed, "Ah! Where are my manners? I didn't even ask you for tea! Will you please stay for some tea? I would love to hear more about a powerful witch like you. My father taught me to never get on the bad side of a witch. And I would hate to be on your bad side."

Lillian was a little impressed with the way he was talking now. And she said in a sarcastic tone, "Your Majesty even knows how to sweet talk, huh?" She chucked and politely denied, "I am sorry but I will pass. I don't drink the kind of tea that you are fond of, Your Majesty."

"Umm…" Reginald flipped his red hair and said a little defensively, "I was just going to offer you the jasmine tea because I am fond of it more than the other tea. It helps to curb my desire for my special tea to some extent."

"I see," Lillian nodded her head slightly and memorized the information.

And Reginald quickly asked again, "Then how about staying here in the Palace for a few days? I would love to host you."

Lillian smirked, knowing that Reginald was already addicted to her potion. But she denied that offer as well. "I'll pass that as well, Your Majesty. My bodyguards are quite healthy. And they might tempt some of the Royals. They protect me so it is also my duty to protect them."

She got up from the chair and said while smoothing out her gown, "And besides, I will have to return back to Wyverndale soon.. I believe that my son is eagerly waiting for me."