"It makes no sense," Bardas said with an annoyed tone, throwing the letter in his hand across the table. Ever since his defection, he had been put in charge of helping undermine the Severians under the watchful eye of Horace. He had quickly learnt that Julius had discovered where he was hiding, but his connection within Severia ran deep. Although not many liked him, others happily helped him, especially the Western Lords who had lived under Magnus.
"What?" Horace coldly asked, looking up from his own document with a list of names. Grabbing his chin, Bardas threw it over towards Horace.
"I have no clue what my brother plans on doing. He is mobilising, but it's not a big enough one for an invasion." He stared at the paper in silence for a few minutes, his lips curling wider and wider as time passed. When the reason came to mind, he looked at Horace with an enlightened look, "A smoke screen."
