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“Don’t you see?” Keraak said mysteriously. “This whole festival started so suddenly…”
“What are you talking about, envoy? Or… Ah, I think I understand!” exclaimed Kayla. “All the capital’s main military resources have been gathered at the festival, not out of fear of sudden attacks from the Sorntarnites!”
The Fox clapped his hands.
“Exactly! Although I wasn’t warned about anything, and the House of the Pink Petals has nothing to do with it, I’m more than sure that this festival is a trap for the Brown Banner’s army. Probably, small groups of knights, confident in their impunity, are attacking key organizations in the city, but someone is catching them in the act.”
“It seems rather naive of them…” Kayla said doubtfully.
“This is a clash of small forces from both sides, hoping to harm each other as much as possible,” Keraak explained, “a game with high stakes. There is no room for error. The Brown Banner probably understands the situation perfectly, but they are still taking the risk, because there may be no other chance.”