Alorin landed on a more loftier perch and surveyed the place, he liked being up higher, more like the eyrie at home. It was clear that there was no-one here but it was time to rest and not far from Opaas and Engof he saw the black mist settle and vanish, Bel and Tray were still hidden.
He shook his head.
Demons...and their politics....House fighting House....the Fifth and the Tenth had been at it for as long as he could recall. There had been some terrible and bloody battles and Sabre's father had sent his most merciless into battle...Viola and Abigor, he prayed they were still engaged somewhere because if they were there with Sabre they stood no chance at all. It had been gratuitous news the day that Sabre had been kidnapped by the King of the Fifth...Jelenis father Kelendir had been sly and clever....it gave him an advantage. It looked though that Kelendir had passed and Sabre was free, now King of the Tenth due to his own father's passing. Jelenis was heir to Kelendir's kingdom but Sabre would never allow that. He would destroy the Angelic power in the boy, corrupt him and force him into his service.
He wrapped his wings about himself and watch Opaas on the ground.