by C.L. Mozena
Chapter 9
“What of this new development, Boss?” a man said as others gathered around the small table in a dimly lit room.
“Yes, what’ll we do about the telblec prince?” a woman asked. “He’s pretty cute, you know.”
“Calm down, everyone,” Boss said, looking at his followers, “ and don’t get too distracted by his looks, Natalie. We still don’t know too much about him, next to his severe case of pyrophobia, which we have you to thank, Mac. The prince may still prove useful.”
“How is that possible?” Mac asked, raising his voice. “Telblecs are the enemy, and must be done away with.”
“But he’s half lunimorf,” another man spoke up, “Isn’t he?”
“That’s true, Bryan,” Mac answered, “but he’s also half telblec, and the heir to the throne, no less. He must be done away with.”
“If that’s true, then what about Prince Joshua?” Natalie asked, “That would mean that Prince Joshua is half telblec, too.”
“Prince Joshua is a pushover,” Boss explained, “and can be easily dealt with at any time. Prince Orion, on the other hand, grew up among the telblecs, and from what I’ve heard, is possibly stronger than the average telblec warrior.”
“Stronger?” Bryan exclaimed, cowering in his chair, “how is that possible? Telblecs have always been stronger than lunimorves, and the prince is only half telblec. How could he be stronger than a pure-blooded telblec?”
“Not to mention that he’s half blind,” Mac added, grinning.
“I’ve also heard that he’s been in training ever since he lost his eye, some nine or ten years ago,” Boss said, glaring at Mac.
“Then we have to move quickly,” Bryan said, “before he gets any stronger.”
“We will wait,” Boss reprimanded his follower, “until we know which side he’s on. Did you know that he put his own father in the dungeon?”
“Yea, I had heard about that, too.” Mac said, “Do you think that means he’s on our side?”
“Like I said before,” Boss said, exasperated. He had a lot to think about what with Prince Orion showing up unexpectedly at the palace and upsetting their plans, “we’ll have to wait and see.”