Bloodshadow Pavilion's Safe House, The Central Plains Branch.
"What's the situation?"
"There's been some movement. Additionally, Sev appears to have betrayed us."
"It doesn't matter. He carries the Parasite of Death within him, after all."
The parasite wasn't exclusive to Sev.
Every member of the Bloodshadow Pavilion bore its curse, save for one exception: Ezekiel, the Pavilion Master himself.
"The moment he attempts to reveal anything, he'll die. He knows this well."
"…Yes, Pavilion Master."
"What about the transport of that girl?"
"She's en route. She hasn't arrived yet, but it seems she'll be here within three days."
"Three days? That's quite the grueling journey."
The Pavilion Master wasn't concerned. If anything, he was entertained by the thought.
Three days in a rattling carriage…
Meals and water would have to be consumed within that confined space. For the trained assassins of the Bloodshadow Pavilion, this would pose no problem.
