Jax sat on the side of his bed, slowly tracing an ornate knife from the tip of his index finger down to the bridge between it and his thumb. House Lekal was in uproar and he had barely gotten any sleep during the past fretful nights. And of course, the moment he got a chance, he found that he couldn’t fall into slumber’s sweet embrace. He sighed in annoyance, he knew his own hand within the machinations among the Great Houses. His actions, which now filled him with great regret and annoyance, he knew had been necessary to kick the Houses into frenzied action, distracting them from the Lord Ruler’s own secret plans.
Of course, in the end, he had been acting out of his own volition and agenda, the “Sliver of Infinity”, as they called him, merely trod on one of the paths to his destination. He watched the light glint and flicker off the aluminium blade, the light flaring every so often, hurting the back of his eyes. Jax set down the blade next to the candle on the dresser and rubbed his eyes. He was quite exhausted from the wild goose chase the nobles had gone on, searching for alleged skaa infiltrators within their own Houses. He smiled at this, there was far more to this than anyone within the upper class knew, and if there was one thing Jax liked, it was information, information which he controlled and nobody it concerned had access to.
He stretched and got up, pacing around the room restlessly in an attempt to burn the energy which unfortunately coursed through him. He wondered how long the skaa had to have been infiltrated undercover to have seamlessly integrated within the noble society and go unnoticed for so long. Rust, if his suspicions were correct, then the “Skaa infiltrator”, was a man planted by the Lord Ruler himself to serve as a distraction. He rubbed his eyes once more and cursed for the fourth time that day that his room did not have a window.
Who said there were more skaa .
Jax Sangrin Lekal signing up for this game.