"You cannot hide anything from the ones who see it all.."
The gods see everything, your supplications and your shame, your harvest and your karma, your wisdom and your stupidity.
"I must get rid of her, this throne of gold and jewels, it must be mine- it will be mine" he muttered a cynical look on his eyes as he paces.
"Do you at least have a plan, wise fool" says a figure hovering at the side of the room
"I'm working on it" a grunt and a huff as he sits atop a stool
"Hmmm, I could….assist you"
"I'm no idiot, You trickster, what do you want?"
"Why so strict hm?, I helped you get this far no?….. can't a spirit have a little fun anymore?" The figure seems to prance around the corner, its amusement clear as day.
"…. Do you have a plan or are you wasting my time" he replied with great reluctance.
"Off-Course I have a plan, I always have a plan, but are you ready for it? It's very…. Practical" It replies, its voice eager and excited, for what is unknown.
"I am no coward if you are sure of this plan of yours then I am prepared"
"Good we may begin, at dawn, be prepared"
"You too" he replied gruffly as the figure disappeared into the cool night dissipating beneath the whispers of the trees and winds.
How delightful, This will be.