"We have inside information from a reliable source about the guard stationed here and here," Conrad explained, pointing to two entrances. I kept glancing at that noble who apparently is on our side.
"Scarlet? Hello? Are you listening?" Conrad asked.
"Yes, um, excuse me," I said grabbing Francisco and Curio on the way.
"What was that for?" Curio asked once we were out of earshot.
"I've got a bad feeling about that guy. That noble is no good. I bet he'll sell us out to the personal guard," I said.
"Well, if Conrad trusts him, I trust him," Curio stated.
"How can you trust him? The guy reeks of greed. His smile practically screams 'Don't trust me!'" I whispered harshly.
"I'm with Scarlet. Something about this guy doesn't seem right," Francisco agreed.
"I have a plan. We choose the almost opposite plan and once he's gone, go with the smarter one," I said.
"It'll never work," Curio shook his head.
"It's worth a shot," I whispered. We went back to the table. Conrad was just getting into his plan.
"Now if we enter here, we can attack them there," he said.
"That won't work. We need to go to this entrance. Then we can go directly to the Prince," I said pointing to the opposite gate.
"But, that's what they'll expect," Juliet argued.
"Yes, but they know we'll go for the unexpected, which means what we see as the unexpected will be the expected to them, so we need to go for the new unexpected which is the original expected," I said. A few people had confused looks on their faces, but most kept up.
"She has good reasoning," Francisco said and looked at Curio.
"I agree," Curio sighed. He shot me a glace that said 'This better work'.
"Fine, but this better work. Dismissed," Conrad said packing up. Once the noble left, I went to see Conrad.
"We should go to the original plan," I said.
"But, why?" he asked.
"Because the plan I came up with won't work," I said frankly.
"Why would you do such a thing?" Conrad asked, confused.
"I don't trust that noble. He might be a friend of yours, but he will sell us out," I warned him. He needed to listen.
"And how do you know this for sure?" he asked bitterly.
"I have a bad feeling. You know that when I have a bad feeling, it must be bad. The day before my family's death, I had a bad feeling, and that feeling saved my life," I almost spat at him. He could see that I was dead serious about that.
"Alright," he said, "Everyone! We are going back to the original plan. Do not alert anyone who is not from the original alliance, unless he is not of noble blood," Conrad said. Some questioned the decision, but no one really objected. Everyone knew who wasn't to be told. I grabbed my head and fell to the floor. Francisco and Curio immediately went to help me. I shut my eyes and saw the noble, receiving money from the leader of the personal guard and the headquarters being burned.
"Scarlet! What's wrong?" Curio called.
"The noble! He's gonna sell us out. He'll tell the guard where the headquarters is. There's bloodshed, fire, and so much smoke." I said shaking uncontrollably. I started coughing like the smoke was there already.
"This is not good," Conrad said shaking his head. I was crying into Curio as Francisco frantically tried to find what was wrong with me.
"What's wrong with her?" Juliet cried.
"I don't know. Visions don't run in the blood line, but maybe," Conrad trailed off.
"Maybe what?" Juliet cried helping me up along with Curio and Francisco.
"Maybe she's," was all I heard before I blacked out.