"My Lord…" Nicholas Bloodraven went on his knees at once, bowing to the benefactor he never wished to disappoint. He felt so ashamed for sitting idle and allowing things to spoil so much that the lord had to act personally. Reflecting on his life, he realised his life always revolved around medicine, while everything else was left to his uncle.
"What are you doing from now till tomorrow?" Tyler wanted to know why he chose the next day to round up the traitors when they could do that at once. Time was of the essence, and they needn't allow them time to tie up their loose ends.
"N…nothing, my Lord." Nicholas didn't dare to look Tyler in the face, until he heard his next words.
"Summon the court this instance." Tyler had no plans of dilly-dallying in Koslov. His wife was on her own, and he wished to find her as soon as possible.
