"You will try to unite the lands in the north, with Besten?"
Lloyd nodded affirmatively, answering Brook's question.
"They will all help me, I trust, when the time comes. They understand my intentions."
Far in the distance there was a riotous sound. It came from the street and Dearborne rushed to the window and peered out to see what was the cause of it.
"Brook!" she suddenly screamed out Brook's name, but could hardly say anything else. Brook went quickly to the window, and Boyce and Lloyd went with him.
When they saw what was making its way down the street, all that was heard was a deathly silence in the room, being filled in its place by the sounds of impending violence.
"My God!" Brook said, his voice shattering with devastating uneasiness and fear.
Boyce looked, too. His heart jumped within his body as he looked at the frightful expression on the adults' faces.
They all watched the ArchBishop and a dozen monastic guards and clergy march up towards the mansion and disappear as they reached the main door beneath them.
"I can't believe that Manguino is here." Brook started. "Yet… I am not surprised. I understand my dear brother."