บท 590: Plotting By Candlelight - Part 2

"The High King," Oliver said, dropping the name like a bombshell. Verdant eyed the door that was still open. He would have loved to close it, but as of yet, he could not.

"Indeed," Verdant said, reluctantly. "Though I would advise my Lord not to mention such a name so casually. Even here, there are ways for whispers to make it past these walls."

"Be that as it may, what are we to do?" Oliver asked. "It seems to me that our backs are firmly pressed against the wall. We're an ant that's just been missed by a giant boot. If it comes swinging back again, unless there's an appropriate man to kill, I don't know quite how we'll deal with it."