Chapter 86

"You are Strukus?" Zenas asked incredulously. The boy didn't have time to answer before an old bent man opened the back door. He squinted his eyes to look from Strukus to Zenas.

"What is happening here?" He demanded.

"This man wants to buy the replica of the royal sword."

The man's bushy brows furrowed. He moved closer with great effort towards them.

"Forgive, milord my eyes don't work as good as they used to."

Neither did his body apparently for he moved too slow. When he got to where they were he peered close at Zenas' hooded face.

"Are you a soldier or a nob?" He asked in a shaky voice.

"The son of a noble," Zenas lied. To say nob was to betray the lie. His lie though seemed to convince the man for he bowed immediately.