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The Night had become late between the three of them. So late that the Festivals quieted themselves and everyone was beginning to return to their homes for the evening. The doors that lead out to the balcony were closed the room abandoned to the cleaning servitor’s mercy.
The rhythmic tapping of a flaming staff went through the halls as TalOS and Malcador made their way through the Imperial Palace. Around them the Custodes stood in staunch vigilance as they prepared themselves for anything that was to happen. TalOS still found himself marveled at their creation but for today he did not need their secrets. Though eventually he wanted to learn them.
“Thank you for hosting us.” Declared the Primarch as they turned their last hall.
The man who TalOS felt was far older than he looked gave a small laugh, “Indeed. You have given me much to think about and plan.”
“I shall concur with that sentiment.” The Primarch declared as he gave a moment’s thought to a previous comment, “As for my brothers, I cannot guarantee not telling them what lies beyond. I do understand your sentiment that they should focus on material matters.”
“I ask that you try to honor your Creator’s wishes.” Declared the Contributor.
“I shall consider it.”
“For now I shall consider it.” The Primarch announced as he took in such a desire.
“Lastly.” The Old Man pivoted his words with a small grin, “Shall you be traveling to Mars? They will be expecting you.”
TalOS felt a moment of pain as he took in that, “They are…”
“You were not planning to see them. To spite the planet for they have treated your fellows with pain and error.” The Sigillite almost gave a soft laugh as he spoke, “There have been tremors of a Magos who you slighted earlier. Many will listen to him, but then do you really care for what the Red Planet thinks?”
>TalOS shall visit Mars
>It is time to head back to Lucius. It is time for War.
>He will step upon Mars when he is the victor.
