Nikola's POV
"So, it's all set then? We leave at dawn in two weeks?" Quaahir asked my brother.
"Yes, they will be awaiting you there," he assured the prince. With his fine silk throbe, Quaahir was not one to get bloodied unnecessarily but Maleek assured him that the closest a foreign blade would get to him would be during the banquet in his honour.
Despite never being far from each other's side Zane agreed to remain at my side for the next part of our plan. I needed them now more than ever. I was not going to win anyone over with my dreary mod but with a werehyena at my flank? They will race to join our cause.
"So, we're done here, then?" I asked.
"Where are you off to in a hurry…" my brother asked. The rest of the chiefs looked at me as well.
