"She also stole the Skull of Narnya, the Second Sister. Some spellbooks for the apprentices. The Orb of Death, of course, and so far that is all we've found missing." Aliberti opened his mouth just when Rosana spoke up.
"If you let us have the Orb, we will gladly return the rest of stolen items to you!" "So be it." Aliberti furrowed his eyebrows, and then turned with another question.
"What do we do with the thief? I mean, do we bring her back for-" "She must die. Her body deserves no burial and her soul shall be judged by Mortis herself before being cast into deepest Void." "That's... that's very harsh!" "What if she surrenders or will not want to fight? If that happens, we will turn her in to the local authorities." "Then the authorities will turn her over to us." "I see. We will punish the thief and recover your stolen items, then. In return, we take the Orb with us." Sister Dusk nodded slowly in agreement.
"Agreed." "Right." Prince Aliberti turned to the others.
"Let's go, everyone." The royal siblings moved out of the Temple and into the 'open' streets of the domed, purple-lit pavilion.
Despite the lenghty talk with Sister Dusk, it didn't look like any time passed in this place. Merchants, patrons, soldiers and commonfolk all mingled together, visiting places and haggling in the open streets.
Princess Rosana approached her brother.
"We're not gonna jump the thief and just kill her, right?" "I don't know?" Aliberti rubbed the back of his neck.
"Hopefully she will give up the Orb willingly."