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Hector let out a small laugh of his own and rolled out of bed. He was abruptly reminded of how sore and stiff his body was. He stretched his neck. "What about the ocean, though? You didn't explain why that wasn't an option."

'Well, that one has multiple reasons. In general, it's just a bad idea to abandon any captive's head, no matter how remote you think the location might be. Anything could happen to it out there. For example, a temperature shift could cause it to thaw, and if brain function returns, the servant would be able to communicate telepathically with the reaper again.'

Hector rubbed his chin. "So it would be better to hide it in like a snowy tundra region or something..."

'Methinks you've missed the point about it not being a good idea to abandon captured heads in random places. But technically, you're not wrong. There've been a number of notorious prisons throughout history that were located in frozen regions for precisely that reason. In fact, I'm sure there are still a few being used to this day.'

"Really?" said Hector. "I was just kinda talkin' out of my ass..."

'I could tell. And yeah, that's a thing, though it's probably less common than it used to be. A few hundred years ago, there was a series of wars often referred to as the Icy Clog that took place in northern Ardora. They were all about trying to free captive servants from various prisons. Lasted decades. A real shitshow, if ever there was one.'

Hector allowed a beat to pass before turning to look at Garovel again. "I still feel like it'd be possible to hide the head somewhere that no one would ever find it."

'Are you fucking kidding me, right now?'

"Look, I'm just saying, like, what about a super deep hole in an iceberg or something?"