Alton and Revanth have a chat with Old Jon about Eleion.
“Then, perhaps, our goal is to take her feet from the mud,” Alton said quietly. He sat in silence, thinking.
Old Jon and Revanth watched him for a few minutes, then carried on their own silent conversation. The old man could see Alton’s mind working. He knew the direction of his thinking, and prodded him in the right direction, guiding him to his own decision and plan. He was far more capable than he let on, knowing it was important for the men to do this themselves, without relying on him. Only with that confidence, could they defeat the being that held their women. Eleion was a challenge, but with the right persuasion, she would aid them.
He nodded, smiling as he watched the last pieces of Alton’s plan click into place. “Yes,” he said softly. “That just might…
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