Luthien approached the barracks in Sprague slowly. Spotting an old tree stump, he sat down and waited. Moments later, a soldier approached.
“Good evening Luthien,” he said.
“And to you as well, Marlon.”
“I was not expecting a summons from you,” said Marlon. “Has something occurred?”
Luthien smiled, and wondered in the good baron even realized he had Magima mixed within his ranks, never mind having a captain as one. “A stable boy was killed, and the baron's men have been blamed. Lakin ordered it, so be prepared for when the news comes. The baron, most likely will receive the news by the morning. We predict you will receive your orders within a week.”
Marlon nodded, “I understand,” he stated, then turned and left. Luthien waited until he was out of sight, and then uttered the spell to take him back to Klayhern.