We underestimated the Chosen One’s ability. He could hear Raven’s voice in his head. And now they have Penelope. What do we do Father?
Mortezan had not spoken since being forced to come back to his dungeon. His eyes were the only thing one could see, and they were blazing red.
Father?
We do nothing. We wait for the right time to strike again.
What if she tells them where we are? Where you are?
Then so be it.
Raven looked at her father in a puzzling way. It didn’t make sense that he wanted to wait again for another opportunity that would never show its face. Was he scared? Everyone, including her, had underestimated the power of Daniel’s gift; but he had used it haphazardly and almost died from it. The time to strike was now. She knew it, she knew her father knew it, but he didn’t want to take it. Reluctantly, she said, Yes Father and began to walk off.
She didn’t take more than a couple of steps before her father bellowed, “Release the Assassins!
Raven bowed. “Yes, My Lord.” She walked off, a smirk on her face.