"Arrange everything as per my instructions. We will be heading to the base camp first before proceeding towards the meeting. And send me all the detailed reports about the spies we have."
Nodding, Kellor stood up and left the chamber, leaving Daneel and Faxul alone in the room. The two manders had gone to handle the spies and were yet to return.
"What do you think should be done about the spy problem? I can't have all the other Kingdoms finding out about everything I do so easily."
Faxul, who was sitting in front of the Dragon Heart, pondered for a bit before answering.
In a way, Faxul helped Daneel a lot in making some decisions which didn't involve any secrets which he couldn't tell to anyone, such as those regarding the system. It was because he had a great analytical mind, and was excellent to bounce ideas off of.
"If possible, misguide. If not, do not do anything in a way that it can easily be observed and reported."
Although the suggestions were simple, they still covered the best options that Daneel had.
Such was Faxul's way of speaking: succinct as always, and cutting to the root of things with as fewer words as possible.
Sighing in response, the King said, "True. We will need to brainstorm more on this with the manders and Kellor, but that can e later. Right now, I need you to tell me whether I can trust you to control yourself when we go to the meeting. If there is even a chance that you can't, it's better that you stay behind."
Straightening his back and raising his head to look at Daneel, Faxul opened his mouth but no word came out.
It was because he was reminded of the situation in the throne room, where he had barely controlled the urge to pounce on Bevis.
Bevis had only been one of those who chased him when he was running away from the Kingdom, but going to the meeting would mean that he would be in the presence of the man who was responsible for it all.
Unwittingly, a memory floated into his mind.
In a large, richly furnished room, an abnormally large raven stood in the center while having its beautiful feathers stroked by a black-haired kid.
He was talking animatedly to the bird, although the latter was only closing its eyes and enjoying the feeling of being pampered.
"Son, you talk so much! I swear I don't remember the last time I saw you keep your mouth closed for even 10 minutes except while sleeping! You know the raven can't understand you, right?"
A man with a large mane of hair strode into the room with a wide smile on his face while lovingly admonishing the kid in a doting voice.
"But I just love to talk, Dad! I even dream of finding someone whom I can talk with all day! And Jondar is the best, he doesn't leave when he hears me talk on and on....."
Seeing the slightly sad look appear on his son's face, the man laughed and took him up in his arms, hoisting him on his shoulders.
Suddenly finding himself on the strong shoulders of his most favorite person in the world, the kid laughed with unconcealed glee.
Only, this happy memory instantly morphed into the last image he saw in the panel before his father passed away.
ing back to his senses, Faxul noticed that his fingers had almost dug into his palm due to the sheer force with which he had been tightening his fists.
His eyes ing back into focus, he looked straight at Daneel and said, "I want to see the man responsible for everything. Controlling myself will not be a problem."
Although Faxul knew he wasn't sure about the latter, he felt a burning need to fulfill the former.
"Alright. For now, let's go see how many of our former rades stay with us. I've already asked Kellor to assemble them.
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