Two Eyes Cenote [m] Adder

A dinner, where all invited were to be contaminated– “I will not risk poisoning any of our people,” she asserts quickly. Machiavelli was confident in his plan, eyes glazing with clear determination, but Eset’s mind could only trail down all possible avenues that ended in devastation for Muat-riya. “We do not know how many servicemen he will employ, and they will be expecting your retaliation as soon as you are shown to him. It is too risky, Machiavelli.”

Additionally pressing was the fate of the grieving woman– the one Eset could not imagine harming in spite of her misgivings. “What about Eira? Does she deserve death?”