Bab 60: Chapter 60: Secret Entry

Ambrose Drak

"You will not." Ambrose struggles to keep his voice level and his temper in check. This woman will be the death of him yet.

"I will." Mercy's lids narrow into tight, little slits. "No one can stop me." Hands on her hips, she stands in defiance at the base of the bluff.

"Let her come." Braylin rubs his face. "It's not as if you can stop her. No one can." He shakes his head. "It's far better than her sneaking off to storming the castle, alone. At least, if she's with us, we can watch her."

"Don't presume to know my mind." She shoots a seething gaze at Braylin. "I don't need anyone to keep watch."

"I don't presume anything, especially when it involves a hell spawn." Braylin winks then adjusts the longbow on his shoulder.