Bab 292: Scarlett

"She won't come Nix." Mortimus's huge face looked sad.

Nix looked up when the War Leader walked back in. A hud map of Zintia was being displayed while Nix tried to decide upon the best plan. "Why not? Isn't a raid on Zintia important?"

"She's mourning Nix; it's been a bit over six months since we lost him." Mortimus looked like he might start crying, he wiped his massive mit of a hand across his eyes.

"Last winter, it happened." A woman's soft voice spoke from the doorway. She had dark auburn hair and sad brown eyes. Although she was a beautiful woman, she gave off a sense of warmth and kindness. "I apologize, sir. My husband is right in that I'm grieving. However, you have been fighting on our behalf since you were brought here. I will talk with you."

"We should speak in detail about an important topic." Nix spotted a table nearby that had a half-dozen chairs around it. Without asking, he moved toward it and sat down.