King Raff growled like a pit bull, it never took much to set him off.
The Windrider's clenched their fists, Sigrid could see the unwillingness in their eyes but she had no plan to stop. With her words, whether they surrendered the map or not, the king would be suspicious of them, after all why would a powerful family like theirs want to possess such a sword if not to rebel?
"The crown prince has returned victorious from battle, magic has found a way to exist in women, we even have a divine messenger." She smiled cunningly. "To remove all doubt, I think that it would be a good idea to offer the map to the king in honor of the crown prince. Don't you think so?"
She sat down, her job could be considered done, and another crack formed in Emmah's halo, a big one this time round.
She had not acquired the first shard on her trip, and now, she would never acquire it.
