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Illusion alighted on the steps of the great fortress and looked around eagerly. "No one is present, that is fine." It was too late for the residents to still be buying things, almost all of the vendors were closed. She stepped/flew to the inner gardens and rested. "No Luke here...probobly the only place I can clear my thoughts."

She whispered into a breeze and immediately an elderly looking man came down from one of the towers with a scroll in hand.
"List?"
"List."
"As you wish majesty..." he sat next to her and waited for the train of thought.
"Assassin, no friends or known family. Danger. Friend or foe? Lover or enemy?"
"Easily bought?"
"Yes. Add that one too."
He added it with quick sweep of his hand.
"Fire. Strong, growing, weak in land mass. Allied. May want water."
She paused so he could catch up, but she needn't have worried, he wrote almost faster than she talked.
"Water, has a relic. Strong. Envied by fire. Earth, almost nonexistant."
She stopped and looked at the man.
"Thank you grandfather." She bowed and they went their seperate ways.
She to her real room.
"Messenger. Summon Lucas."

Moon looked around the enormous mountain city, close to the sun, or so it seemed, her amber eyes scanned the area, as if wary, it was not that she was afraid , no it was just that, being an assasin...well...you get used to the comfort of the shadows, the fact that no one can see you until you strike. Thinking about it made her want to crawl into an alley way an-.. "Stop it Moon! You're full grown, not some type of uncontrolable child!" She scolded herself in her head as she made her way to the castle.

Even though it still made her uneasy..

All of those eyes...

Watching her..

"STOP IT!" She screeched in her mind. She had spent most of the time away from her home, the Air Country. She took in a sweet sent of high mountain air. She snickered as she thought that no other people besides Air users could breathe this air and enjoy it. Hell, most of them would die after taking in a deep breath. She made her way silently trying to pace herself. Her arrival into the castle was silent and unnoticeable. When people saw her they would stare in suprise, as they did not hear anyone enter. "There are still to many people here... But... What if I went to the second level? I heard it was only for royals. But still.. I am a Madam after all. " Snickering, she twisted her body up the stair case blending herself in, she reached the second level easily. She looked around in awe. It was beautiful.

Lucas laughed and frowned, wondering at the paper. "Bring Earth to power? Sorry, lad, but this isn't the job of an assassin. What does she mean, easily bought?!"

He glowered at the page a moment, then shredded it, letting the wind carry the scraps away.

He started up the steps to the castle, wondering to himself. "This is the job for an ambassador. I can make fire fall, but we need someone who's best with diplomacy for that to work. What is she thinking?"

His boots stomped loudly and announced his presence in the great hall. His charged hair gave off a wafting odor of ozone, which the air streams whisked briskly away. He looked around for her perfunctorily and then decided her chambers might be a good place to start.

Luke was sitting cross-legged on her balcony, grinning sardonically at the sky and starting to think of ways he could bring down the Fire Kingdom. He laughed at most of them, since they involved lots of air adepts and a giant vortex, but if Water wanted them to fall badly enough... There were plenty of options.

He glanced toward the door curiously, thinking he heard his name.

Luke gathered and redirected the air so they could speak normally. "Liar. I can't be arrested. They can't catch me, and neither can you." He smiled at her coldly. "So what's the plan, Ms. Buyer?"

His fingers traced the shape of a rectangle- the note. "Is there any reason in particular you're trying to instigate a war? Fire's pretty powerful at the moment, you know." He smiled hungrily. "I wouldn't mind the fighting, but can we afford it...?"

Luke sighed and rolled his eyes. "You need to learn to write better notes, then. Come, tell me your plan. Try to be specific, won't you?"

He smiled evilly and gestured to the space beside him on the balcony. "Plenty of room."

Luke smiled at her blushing cheeks, resisting the urge to reach out and touch them softly, to provoke more of a reaction. "Well..." he hummed quietly, bringing the news back to mind. "It's a bit late now, but one of my sources found out something very interesting."

He shot her a thin-lipped smile and licked the points of his canines before continuing. "Turns out our mate Colm... isn't exactly the purest sort. He might have more of a connection to the queen's disappearance than we thought."