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"I suspect we'll have rain again, soon," Garren stated, standing outside the castle as his minions were repairing the courtyard. Far in the distance was a large, black cloud. A frown was prevalent on his expression.

"You seem distraught about the concept of it raining... why is that so bad?" Adelle asked, walking up beside him. The lich sighed.

"It hasn't rained in over three millenia," he answered. "In fact I don't even think my ancestors knew of it..."

There was a distant look on his face, one mixed in with confusion and bemusement. Adelle frowned and only watched as the clouds slowly moved their way in.

"Why hasn't...?" she started.

"Adelle," Garren interrupted. "Go inside and prepare the meeting chamber. It appears our guest has arrived."

The demon blinked and saw that Kael was making his way through the ruined courtyard in their direction. A faun was following closely. She would have done what she normally did with newcomers, but instead followed Garren's instructions. In the back of her mind, she only wished that the lich was planning some sort of coup against them for when he takes Tylarus back. She rushed inside.

The lich gave an apathetic smile as the kelpie passed by and headed inside. He walked up alongside him and directed him to where the meeting was going to take place.

"Kael," he greeted. "I am pleased to see you could arrive." He didn't bother with any formalities, as he didn't quite care for them in the first place. He had the guards open the doors into the chamber; inside was a large, round table with several chairs circling it. Torches were scattered along the walls, and hanging from the ceiling was a brightly lit chandelier. Adelle was standing behind the largest and most ornate of seats, where Garren headed to. He motioned for Kael to sit across from him.

Adelle scowled at Kael's attitude towards her lord, but Garren merely smirked. He sat back comfortably.

"As you wish," he said. "The event that occurred on the night of the masquerade was not of my own doing. Nor do I possess the information necessary to understand what had happened; which of course is unprecedented, given what I am and my age. This is half the reason why I have called you here to discuss our alliance. Otherwise I would have kept it at face value for the rest of the people here, as I assumed you wished it to be." He stopped to see if Kael had anything to say.

This, however, did not ease by the lich's ears unnoticed. He narrowed his eyes.

"Her?" he asked, ignoring the rest of what he said for now.

Garren frowned.

"This is not a game, Kael," he stated dryly. "If you have any information on who attacked my city, you need to tell me so we may combat it and get this ordeal out of the way."

"The rogues?" Garren asked before leaning forward on his hand and smirking. Adelle blinked a few times, keeping an eye on the faun behind Kael should he try anything. "Zephryne is dead; if the rogues are attempting anything, they are doing it leaderless, and thus they pose barely any threat at all. Now, how are they connected?"

Garren listened intently before leaning back into his chair. He pondered for a long while in silence, only focused on digesting Kael's words. The lich was well aware of a fae's inability to lie, so he took everything as the truth. A sigh escaped and he turned to whisper something inaudible to Adelle, to which she gave a slight nod before looking back to Kael and Dimitri. Garren turned back as well.

"I disagree with the notion that the rogues are involved with this attack," he said. "If they were the instigator, then they would simply be weeded out by what they set in motion. They are weak, if not already obliterated. I will not focus my forces against them; however, if you feel it is necessary, by all means do so. Now, my question to you is how you were able to uncover this much information. If anything, I can bolster whatever you are using with my own armies to quicken the time."