As soon as she heard this, Sonia was about to jump for joy, but Levantris intensified his gaze on her, and she just managed to meet his stare, and it stopped her right where she stood.
"What is it? You don't like it when I do that? *h, it might be annoying to you, but let's go already! I want to see if Thessalia and the Tramp are still alive!"
"Oh, you'll be able to see them... at dawn, in two days. See you later!" Levantris pushed her back towards the statue, and then quickly pick-locked the door next to them and rushed out, slamming the door behind him.
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"So what do you suggest we do, Your Majesty...?" The pasty-faced man asked. His long, white hair was shining like a dove's glory down the back of his ivory robes, and it went down all the way to the back of his legs. In his robes, were two wands and a crimson bag made of leather, the top tied up with a golden cord. He looked to be almost in his early 70s, although the wrinkles on his face were not that prominent.
"All things considered, Pa*uet, I would suggest that the next time one of those dirty thieves leaves their home with the rats, you take them out personally. Or no, no. Knock them out and bring them to me... That will help us even more." King Roald was stroking his chin, a cunning smile draped across his face. He made eye contact with Pa*uet, who was standing directly in front of him, a white spot of living matter on the lovely red carpet.
"Your Majesty. If it pleases you, I'd like to try something very special. Earlier today, while I was strolling through the center of Varrock, I noticed one of the trees surrounding it spawning an odd brown leaf. It caught my eye, until I examined it more closely, and it turned out to be a strange, brown piece of paper! Here it is..." Pa*uet pulled out the paper and opened it up in front of the King for him to see.
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