She brought out a closed fist, and brought a single finger up, "One, he knew about our mystery guest, but he did not expect to find him here. He was shocked when he saw him in the convoy."
Nana absently rubbed the cracked medallion with her other hand, "Scarvros was just coming from Trion, that tells me details of our mystery guest must be pretty widespread because Scarvros role in the family causes him to spend most if his time dealing with family matters, and he does not concern himself with matters outside his jurisdiction."
"I know that man for a long time, he's like a weasel, and he keeps to the family compound most of his life slowly accumulating power, and he detested concerning himself with matters outside his station."
"if he knows our mystery guest, it all points to the fact that he must be very popular in Trion at the moment, and it must be very recently, he has a month or two because before the calamity I had a great channel to the events happening in the Empire."
"So who is our mystery guest that details about him had reached even Scarvros?"
She brought up her second finger, "Scarvros recognized him and refused to tell me of his findings, while pretending he had other commitments. Bah, the man knows I'm not in favor presently, and I'm sure we are the last convoy he attended to."
"His haste back to the Underground City, only leads me to the most likely conclusion. What is capable of being so popular it reaches the ears of Scarvros, while also stops he from telling the truth about it, while hurrying to reach the Underground City?"
Circe stroked the jaws, "I can only think of one thing, Nana."
"Yes, my dear. There must be a bounty on the head of our mystery guest and for such a bounty to tempt a Dominator of Scarvros station, it must be a particularly high-ranking bounty."
Circe's face went white, "Nana you cannot mean…"
Nana nodded, her face holding more grim lines, and suddenly, she appeared ancient, all the lines of her harsh life imprinting itself on her body in a single moment,
"Scarvros must have let his intentions slip, or our mystery guest is aware that he is being hunted, and he chooses to keep his identity a secret for as much as possible, which all led to the death of Scarvros. So, we need to do as he asks, and slow down the convoy, or I see no reason why he would keep us alive. Clearly he wishes to delay his return to civilization as long as possible if he is recovering from an injury or making other plans."
"Nana, I don't understand, if you believe this man is still injured, and he could kill Scarvros, how powerful must he be? Do we truly have no chance against him?"
"That is something I hope we don't discover by ourselves at the moment, else we are doomed. My dear, follow his instructions and slow down the speed of the convoy. Our reduced speed would soon be detected if we don't stick to schedule, and it would be investigated, by that time we would make a move."
"Okay, I will do as you ask. I believe that means I can no longer recruit him." Circe smiled self-deprecatingly
Nana smiled, "Oh, my dear. Always take everything I say with a pinch of salt. These are all speculations on my part, Circe. I may be wrong, so don't count your eggs yet, we could be in a perilous situation or this may be a misunderstanding. But first, I need to speak with Rico, our survival might depend on him. We should hope for the best, but prepare for the worse."
"Nana, don't tell me you're not thinking what's on my mind right now?"
"If he is the one?"
"well, it fits, if you go by the old prophecy."
"Your source is less than stellar, Circe, Is it the same prophecy that speaks of screaming moons and talking tea cups?"
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