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"the first week of the new month," he answered matter-of-factly, keeping his tone level. there was a secret pleasure here, however; had treason ever dealt with one both young and organized? merrick was prepared to think not, and so pride flickered in him unseen. he had chosen his quarry, his hunting party, and the time of their prey's death. already his ascension was being proven.
having spoke, the boy stood silently before his leader. she would dismiss him, or perhaps pose another inquiry, though merrick did not know what she could ask now. nevertheless, it was treason's decision to see him as he was, or as he wished to be seen, and so he was quiet, awaiting the woman's rejoinder.