Forever Is a Long Time

---AVALON POV---

A carriage rushes past in the opposite direction, nearly blinding us with its lights "They're aware of the dangers to an extent. They know they're working for an inside circle and that they are forbidden to speak of it, but none of our soldiers are strangers to secrecy and discipline. Some are warewolfs and each of them are hand-picked by me. After I've done extensive background checks on them, of course." He pauses and adds, "And

they do whatever we ask them to do, but to keep their noses clean and our outfit protected, we usually only pay them to do simple things. Watching. Purchasing safe houses, carriages, ships. And taking my broher around to random places on a whim." He smiles over at me again.

"How do we get them to do whatever we ask? Money is a forrmidable means of influence. They are paid well."

I rest my head against the seat and try to stretch m legs out onto the floorboard, already dreading the long ride in this carriage.