Chapter 15: The Meeting

 "Okay, I think it's time that we took off the kiddie gloves," Alec said as he looked at the group gathered before him. "You know the king wants the nymph."

Those were brigands, one and all. But they weren't simple brigands. They were the biggest cutthroats on this side of the ocean. 

The king had spared no expenses for them.

Annalee and Bran were heavy losses. Alec was used to them. Bran even had a slave rune so he could be controlled. But now, as Alec decided that these brigands would do just fine, he smiled.

"If we can't get the nymph, then the king is going to get us. Probably our organs too, and then we're going to die for nothing," Alec said.

 He was sure that these brigands knew the stakes, and yet he still decided to rub the salt in. He took a coin purse. Alec left it on the table and weighted it. 

"He could have gotten our organs for free; he does have an army," a brigand said.

Alec snorted.