"Nice place you got here." Orpal said while actually looking in contempt at the bare stone pillars and the lack of high-end furniture of the throne room. "Yet your men made a sloppy job hiding their movements. Following them here wasn't that hard."
"Meln Narchat. To what do I owe this pleasure?" Thrud didn't flinch at his words whereas the mention of the name that had been forced upon him after being disowned made him angry.
"My name is Orpal and how do you know who I am?" He said with anger.
"In this place, I give the orders." A speck of white light flicked in Thrud's eyes, sending a powerful wave of killing intent and Spirit Magic that pushed her unruly guest down.
Orpal used every ounce of his considerable power and will to resist, yet he found himself kneeling and with his forehead against the ground just a couple of seconds later.
'That bitch! She used her own power instead of the academy's arrays just to humiliate me.' He thought.
'Thrud is just trying to get under your skin to not make you think clearly and get the upper hand in our negotiations. Guess what? She succeeded because you are a hot-headed idiot.' Night said with a sneer.
'She has no idea why we are here!'
'Really? I guess it's just a coincidence that she knows your name and that she has yet to try to kill us despite your charming introduction. Sit back and learn.'
Orpal's body shapeshifted as the Horseman took the wheel.
Night looked like a young woman in her mid-twenties, about 1.70 meters (5'7") tall, with ebony skin that seemed to devour all light and sensual full lips. She had silver waist-long hair and round eyes without pupils that shone like moons with effort as she slowly raised her head.
"Finally the person I wanted to talk to." Thrud released the pressure, allowing Night to stand up.
"I guess that what they say about the power of the white core is true." The Horseman gave the Mad Queen a deep bow but refused to kneel. "I'm Night, Queen of the Undead Courts and I've come here to offer you an alliance, Your Majesty."
"State your terms." Thrud didn't like someone else calling themselves Queen, but arranging that meeting had cost her too much effort to let such a petty thought interfere with her plan.
She had sent a few of her Emperor Beasts to trade gold for information in the establishments of the Dawn Court spread in the region.
Every time the undead tried to follow them they would disappear with Spirit Magic, but a smart person could guess the general position of the academy based on the details that they had 'let slip' during their stay in the cities and from the questions they asked.
"As you know, the Undead Courts are at war with the three great countries, and things aren't going well for me. My siblings have disappeared and our recent failure in taking down the Griffon Kingdom cost the lives of too many undead, leaving my forces crippled." Night said.
"You are not doing a good job at selling yourself." Thrud said. "I already know of your foolish attempts to conquer Garlen and how your ploys have been foiled time and time again.
"By coming here alone, you are just proving that you are too arrogant and stupid to be of any value to me."
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