Tyus had gone back up to his office, standing in front of the door. No damage had been done to it, even though flames had engulfed it earlier that day. Carefully he used his left hand to open it, his right useless at the moment. He glanced around, the only thing out of place was the broken window. He let out a small sigh, making his way towards his desk, glancing back at the paper that contained the list of names his friend had given him. Tyus reached out to grab it, though when he did, the paper fell to ash. He watched as the small breeze coming in through the window blew it away before he cursed under his breath.
Keyon had talked to Tyus earlier, though wasn't given much, only that he would have to wait for the meeting. So, instead of bothering to ask his brother anymore, he made his way towards the infirmary.
Amelia sighed as she made her way back into the tavern, ordering her dinner, but asking for it to be brought to her room so she didn't have to come back in the middle of a soon growing crowd. The place was empty at the moment almost but she knew that soon it would be full of students.
"Your epiphany led you to believe you should try to assassinate your king with a piece of literature?"
-Sion Astal