The following day, inside one of the many meeting rooms at the royal palace, the King and his close confidants had gathered.
Their topic of discussion was once again… Magus Nilrem.
Maximillian Fireborne had instructed the Duke to observe the wandering Magus and gather enough information to determine whether he was an enemy or an ally.
Twelve days had passed since then, and on this day, he would finally be able to know the Duke's findings. The state of affairs in the capital was already messy enough. He truly hoped that Nilrem didn't turn out to be the enemy.
"Go ahead, Tostig." Seated at the head of the table, the King gestured. "What have you found?"
Marlow also intently looked at the Duke, waiting for his answer. He already knew that the man had hosted the wandering Magus in his estate the previous night.
"Your Majesty," Tostig Quinn began, his lips curling into a faint, relieved smile. "Rest assured, I have confirmed that Nilrem is not an imperial spy."
