“I don’t really understand what I am looking at Eth.” Thomas mused as he glanced over the various papers each with an array of scribbles, but nothing looked concrete and he wasn’t even sure how the man had created a plan. Frowning as he picked up some of the papers in his hand, brows furrowing as he tried to make sense of it. Glancing at some drawings at the bottom corner of the paper he raised his eyebrows meeting Ethans gaze who just shrugged at him. “I’m… a little concerned. Do you not think this is borderline obsessive?” Although Thomas knew that Ethan had a temper, he did not fear questioning the man, he was there to support him but at the same time he would still make sure that Ethan was okay. 

“Or is this part of your master plan?” Tapping his fingers to the little drawing of what he could assumed was the Princes body without a head he raised his eyebrows waiting for Ethan to respond to him. 

“It helped.” Mumbling as he shrugged yet again not wanting to go into to much detail, amongst making his plan he had spent a little time making little drawings of how he would like to kill the Prince as well as the payback he would enact on Iris. 

“Well let’s hope this plan doesn’t rely on your creative ability.” Thomas offered a lopsided smile as he passed the papers over to Ethan, “I can’t make sense of this. Fancy telling me your big plan so I can actually help? You mentioned Maisie, I doubt she would look to help you.”

“She will if I threaten her father.”

“Ethan come on man; her father isn’t in the best of health! You can’t put that on her” Thomas sighed heavily but was quickly turned down the minute Ethan threw a glare his way. Holding his hands up in defence he just backed off the subject nodding and he let the man continue. “Sorry…”

“Fathers [b]die[/b].”

“I know that… I just. We could surely get her to comply without it.”

“Maisie is her best friend, that woman would not betray her. She helped them get away I just know it!” Ethan slammed his fist down on the table forcing Thomas to look at him again, “The plan will be to use her, she has to have a number for Iris. I know she does. We get her to call Iris, beg her to come home and if that doesn’t work, I’ll pull my trump card up because Iris would want to hear the deal, I’ll [i]make[/i] with her.” A sadistic grin spread across his face as he beckoned Thomas closer, a glint in his eye because he was sure of his plan working. “You see I will tell her that I won’t kill the King if she comes home back to the districts. Of course, I’ll be lying, but I know I can scare her. I can force her back here. She tries to keep her heart in the right place, and I know she wouldn’t want to be blamed for his death if she could do something to help it.”

“It could work, but what makes you so sure she’d come home without saying anything? Surely, she’d mention it to the Prince? They have an army and we barely have a rebellion.” Thomas sighed as he rubbed his temples trying to piece together this plan, it seemed like it could work but would Ethan be patient enough for this?

“Oh, it will, she’s got to feel so out of place there. A King with someone like [i]her[/i]? Yeah okay. All it will take is a few choice words and she will be begging me to help her back home.” Grinning triumphantly to himself as he was rather proud of his little plan, “It will take time, so I think if we all rest up, start putting the plans in motion and we will be ready to strike. We have to work on getting Maisie on board first.”

Thomas nodded at that, somehow, he felt that could go one of two ways. Maisie wouldn’t just ask her friend home without good reason and Ethan had to know that fact. “I just think Maisie wouldn’t help us, that’s the biggest problem I see with this and the idea that Iris would say something making it all for nothing.”

“I’ve thought of all the possibilities, Iris wouldn’t say as long as I [i]threaten[/i] the right things. Look at how easily it was to get her to betray the Prince in the first place. [b]I[/b] can do it again.” Ethan found his voice lowering, a growl leaving his lips as he thought about the very woman, he thought he had loved. The same woman who had tried to continue the plan only to have a conscious and break the Prince out.