Lucen silently prepared to sleep that night. He and Selene arranged the bed with quiet efficiency. She reached over to help him grab a pillow, but Lucen plucked it up without looking at her.
He quietly contemplated everything that happened today, sitting on the edge of the bed.
The elixir in the soul ring on the desk beside the bed.
The fact he nearly killed Heimar.
And Kedral's intervention.
Kedral wanted him to complete this quest. Did that mean Lucen could stop expecting the King and his imperials to kill him? No.
Selene glanced out the side of her eyes at him repeatedly. "Are you thirsty?"
Lucen stayed silent for a moment. Then he simply shook his head.
He needed to think about this from the top down.
The empire was ruled by an appointed King, one man chosen literally by god. To assist the King, the Menian Court was created. They chose officials that would serve the empire.
