That morning Thaniel lay on his bed after a short rest as he found himself unable to sleep for too long. He could already hear maids, servants and others already up and moving about the palace. He had even caught a few words from Vinod’s men as they gave each other orders. Despite the fact that sleeping late seemed unprofessional, Thaniel couldn’t bring himself to get up and join them. He could only lay in his bed, the bottle Kiran had given to him twirling in his fingers. The thought of causing his wife and future child’s quick demise for Kiran repeatedly made its way through his mind. The realization of what he was to do continued to hit him every couple of minutes, yet somehow is never sunk in as something wrong. If Juline was out of the way and he could be with Kiran, then what was the problem? He looked up suddenly as someone knocked at his door. He placed the bottle in the drawer at his bedside and stood to answer the door. “Good afternoon, Edmund.” Kiran was standing on the other side, a bright expression on her face. She was dressed differently today; she had on beautifully traditional dress of pink, magenta and gold. It was different to see her all covered and a bit more casual. Thaniel checked his watch, true enough it was already past noon. “Good afternoon,” he said, rubbing his face, “Sorry I didn’t get up earlier.” “It’s alright. Vinod wants to see you but I need to talk to you first.” After making sure no one was watching she slid into his room and closed the door. Offering no kiss of affection or comfort she began to talk. “In two nights we will be holding