Daughters.
Namor allowed Kassia to rest while he waited for Marinna and considered his plan. The idea he'd come up with was a more cunning plan than any other he'd ever engineered, and it was worth mentioning that he considered not following through upon it for Kassia's sake. She'd been hurt enough as it was, and he'd lost enough time with her. What time was there to waste upon vengeance on the one responsible for taking her from him? Perhaps it would be best to let bygones be bygones and allow Kassia's mother to live with the knowledge that Namor could strike at any time, and never know when or how the day was coming.
But if Emma Frost possessed even THAT scant knowledge, she would attack him first, likely with Shaw's aid.
And Namor's decision was made.
"Paras, you are to arrange a meeting with Victor Von Doom for me, to take place after my meeting with Marinna. Neither of us need travel; I will speak with him from the war room. Word of this is not to be breathed to anyone, not even Marinna. Are we clear?" he says.
"Yes, my King. And speaking of the Princess...she has arrived." Paras says.
"Usher her to me, then leave us." Namor says, sitting down upon the throne.
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