Silas had been using the last few weeks to skulk about the castle and learn the layout of the place. He used a mix of magic, both general skill and his adeptness with mind magic, and general tricks with clothing and light, to make himself appear to most as someone of no consequence, a mere servant sent to clean and lug heavy thing around. It had allowed him the time and the ability to move about the palace and privately ingratiate himself to some of the staff as Sly. An employer, no matter how well liked, was still an employer and not everyone was happy with him all the time. It also allowed Silas time to learn his dear twin’s habits and peculiarities, like how he took his tea and what time he regularly woke up.
Silas was still stitching his plan together like a well made quilt and as such needed time to prepare how the pattern would come together. There would be some impersonation, of course, that much was obvious, the level at which would need to be determined. Would he use his likeness to his brother to ruin the other man’s reputation among his nobility and the common folk while Silas himself ingratiated himself to them and then use that to set a treasure pot boiling, having people call for his abdication of the throne? Would he lure his brother into a friendship and privately kill him elsewhere? Returning to masquerade as him for a time before revealing himself.
That would all depend on the other people at play, specifically his dear brother’s advisors and loved, and how easy he thought they could be manipulated.
Right now, however, he wasn’t thinking about that. Someone had stopped him in the hallway and told him that there was a dresser that had belonged to his late mother that needed moved into storage, and asked him to get it done. Curiosity had gotten the better of him so he’d made his way to the indicated room and found himself standing in front of the large piece of furniture.
He popped it open and looked at the clothes inside. Silas didn’t know what he expected out of a wardrobe. His hand ran along the silks and satins, his head slightly tilted. There was unlikely to be anything within the furniture that would show him what he longed to know. Was there any regret? Any remorse? Any thought for the son they abandoned and erased from existence?
One hand lingered on a dress in the green color he often favored when he heard someone enter the room and turned.
Silas was still stitching his plan together like a well made quilt and as such needed time to prepare how the pattern would come together. There would be some impersonation, of course, that much was obvious, the level at which would need to be determined. Would he use his likeness to his brother to ruin the other man’s reputation among his nobility and the common folk while Silas himself ingratiated himself to them and then use that to set a treasure pot boiling, having people call for his abdication of the throne? Would he lure his brother into a friendship and privately kill him elsewhere? Returning to masquerade as him for a time before revealing himself.
That would all depend on the other people at play, specifically his dear brother’s advisors and loved, and how easy he thought they could be manipulated.
Right now, however, he wasn’t thinking about that. Someone had stopped him in the hallway and told him that there was a dresser that had belonged to his late mother that needed moved into storage, and asked him to get it done. Curiosity had gotten the better of him so he’d made his way to the indicated room and found himself standing in front of the large piece of furniture.
He popped it open and looked at the clothes inside. Silas didn’t know what he expected out of a wardrobe. His hand ran along the silks and satins, his head slightly tilted. There was unlikely to be anything within the furniture that would show him what he longed to know. Was there any regret? Any remorse? Any thought for the son they abandoned and erased from existence?
One hand lingered on a dress in the green color he often favored when he heard someone enter the room and turned.
02-02-2024, 07:25 PM
