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"The priest of Translation yes we all know that Matachi! We have always known that but the people need them the people followed them. Paradox was elected to be the judge but he didn't make it in time." Yes she knew all about it she was the accuser after all she was the one who had made sure they didn't leave the room that night. "We all know the priests points but the people follow them.. How is it i know more about politics than you! Now what are you going to do? Kill me as well?"

Matachi sighed "We aren't gonna kill anyone, we are making the bird sing. Right now each family is being told of the plan each family is also being assigned four squads of my personal archers to guard their homes and make it seem as though we are holding them. The people outside the city have been informed of what is happening and warned if anything goes against it force will be used to protect the city. The priest will sing and we can find a new priest so Mirza wont have to worry of the attempts that the Priest will take on his life."

Matachi sighed as he sat there. There was no point in talking to her she didn't care about anyone but this stupid capital. He was sick of people really he was done with it.

She looked up at him blinking slightly watching him for a long silent moment before speaking. Tears almost come to her eyes but she swallows that back and shook her head. "I am not dead, I am trapped." Her soft fragile voice spoke as if just now understanding. "I am locked, in cased in something.. or was.. " She spoke looking up to him. "I am so ...lost." She spoke looking around for the first time like all at once she knew where she was. "I never traveled here in our past but your all over..."

He would lift his hand, arm extending until his index finger is pressed upon her forehead. "You are not dead. But you are. Otherwise I would not be here." As such, the trap is still set in your mind. Your soul and mind are still connected. Tell me: Why are you in this predicament?" His deep voice booms here, shaking this fragile world.

"I do not know. I have not been to Llyr. I have not seen Insomnia since you fought him." He would watch her another moment before continuing. "You must come back in a few days so that you can defeat Death. Otherwise, your kingdom will be crushed." He shakes his head slowly. "But, that will be the end for me. I will use everything I have to put the floating land mass into the ocean. Nobody will see me again. Nobody but you, so I am dead. Do you understand that?"

Paradox moved with Dialh into the nursery that Thanatos was in. "Pick up the kid and lets get moving." He had already packed up quite a few things in a small economy size package, and picked it up, strapping the backpack to his back. "He isn't safe here." Paradox explained. Matachi didn't like the idea that Thanatos wasn't his son. That was very true, and almost everybody knew it.

Rumors had spread through the city, because of Caliver's suggestions. Had matachi killed the queen. Everybody was thinking it now, whether they wanted to or not. When enough people heard something, somebody beleived it as true, and when enough people beleived something was true. . . Caliver kept spreading the little rumor around.

Insomnia wasn't very happy with Jack, from what he could see. The pest had found Katherine before he had. It wasn't hard for somebody with a link to her, like the power he had sucked from her, but it was better not to let the two get reunited, yet.

He would turn aside, his left facing her. "You are an adult, you do adult things. But, when you were a child you were taught that you must learn from others, now as adults we all pretend to know everything in front of us. People think with their eyes open, they do not look within and beneath, they look in front of them. You are currently within a trap. But, the only way out of this trap is for you yourself to recognize that you do not need to hide, you do not need to run away from anyone. You are Queen. You are the head of a dragon named Llyr. Nobody else." His lips tighten at the corners into the slightest of smiles. "Strength is not just how many people you can kill with your hands. It is how one can survive with their mind as well. You have to escape this justice with your own will, you cannot lie wanting, it does nothing for you." The darkness she was dragged from was rising upwards from the ground, surrounding her unclothed ankles, trying to suck her back in.