A week passed in tense anticipation.
Security throughout Springdale tightened more and more as foreign dignitaries gradually arrived for the Sovereign Conclave.
During that time, Lebu carried out his daily duties as an operative for the Brotherhood as usual.
But beyond that, he worked in secret.
Whenever opportunity allowed, he quietly tailed Nilrem, watching his movements, his habits, and his meetings.
Although he kept his distance, Lebu already knew that he had been noticed by the elderly Magus. Lebu knew that the man had exceptionally sharp senses.
And that was precisely the point.
Lebu wasn't trying to remain hidden. He wanted Nilrem to know clearly and without a doubt that he was being followed. And the fact that the old man showed no concern, never once calling him out or attempting to shake him, told Lebu enough.
Whatever was coming next, Nilrem was at least willing to be cooperative.
Or at least that's what Lebu hoped…
