The members of the miller's guild all waited, holding their breath as the Duke sat at the negotiation table reading the new list of demands they had added to the contracts.
His brow arched dramatically when he noticed the clause of protection they were asking for. They wanted the full support of Sterling's army if the king sought retribution for them selling the guild to Everton.
He internally groaned at the thought of asking his men to take on such a perilless task if things did not go well. The Duke disliked putting his men in harm's way. He preferred to stay out of such conflicts.
Sterling picked up the feather quill and dipped it into the inkwell. He paused, holding it over the paper, wondering if this was what was best.
He was sick of the stalling and negotiations. He just wanted to finish this and get it behind him.
