Alpha Aetius was having trouble sleeping that night. Cornelia had possessed his mind to the core of his intelligence that didn't allow him to think of anything else other than her presence in his house. He twisted and turned around until the stars in the sky faded into light of morning.
As the first ray of sunlight hit his window he was up and about to start his day. A permanent frown was tattooed on his forehead and Felix' words rang in his ears like a broken radio that wouldn't stop.
Aetius tried to find a way to help her, anything that may take her a little step ahead in her way. But found nothing. His mind went blank of strategists as soon as he started thinking. He didn't know what her first move would be, he had no idea what she had planned to do all along, so there was no way he
