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Amaya left with Illusion, glancing at the two fire heirs as she did so. This can't be good... If fire kingdom is the suspected killer of the queen and they take over, panic could happen. The doorway was behind her now, she shook her head. Shouldn't worry about this right now unless it actually happens.
She kept on following the mesmer.
"So what are we going to do about all of this...?" Amaya spoke up. "There's four heirs and two of them are apart of the fire kingdom. The odds are kind of against us..."

Colm was spinning in circles in the bubble. "Listen to me goddammit!" he screamed. Once again the mystery was out of control. He took in a deep breath and then exhaled for a minute, "Stop." he commanded as the spinning stopped. "Very good, we are on the same page." The he heard the crash from outside. Apparently the mystery had more effect then he thought, as he opened the door he noticed a strange glass wolf in the hallway. "Crap..." the wolf stared at him when Colm melted it down. He closed the door and walked back inside the room.

"Definately a good place to start." she said as she waved a hand infront of the mirror. "Will you shut the door?" The fog swirled and shifted. Forms emerged from its depth. "This is the essence of Illusion. However it can be manipulated. And we can see what really happened to 'Queen Ashe'." As she said the name the glass shuddered as a whole new shape emerged. The Queen, it was from this morning. Now all they had to do? Was watch.

The shape that supossedly was the queen could be seen walking about and returning to her room. Then the glass seemed to steam up, and when it cleared there was nothing but ashes. Illusion frowned as she replayed the scene. "There's not enough time for someone to come into her room and do that without being caught. Where did the smudge come from?" The mesmer rubbed her temples in fustration. "What do you think?"

Luke remained in the library, thinking furiously. He was wrapped up in his own mind, standing where he had been for the last half an hour; his eyes flickered around swiftly, seeing another scene, putting pieces together closer and closer...

He shook himself awake and blinked out the window. Was it possible? He saw no evidence against it, and considering Ashe, it was completely possible... He laughed hollowly and stamped over to the window, mulling it over. Quite possible. It'd be just like her. How cruel.

His sardonic grin warped into a snarl, and he punched a fist out toward the window, which was thankfully free of glass. The electricity that had been stored in his gauntlet was suddenly magnified, and arced out and up to the sky, branching out chaotically where it touched the clouds. He leapt from the window and darted upward, toward the Torre di Diavoli, waiting for the other assassins to come to him.

"No...I can't control the vantage point. It can only be seen from the place of a mirror or window." She waved a hand over in a circle, as if wiping a window clean. When she removed her hand the room was different, but at the same time, the angle was still relatively the same. "And both were facing the same direction." She felt like punching the wall, where did the smudge come from? Too perfectly planned. Unless Ashe meant for it to be there. Only Ashe and possibly Luke knew of her mirrors. A few possibilities were presented on the mirror as the scene collapsed in smoke. The Queen had an unknown gift and staged it all. That, or Ashe was dead. Both were very good possibilities.