CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE

Writer's POV

Ryker saunters into the room hastily, his hand on his sword holster and the other tightly holding a piece of parchment. He stops before Darius' study room table, the large mahogany covered with a map that fell down the edges.

"What do you have for me Ryker?" Darius asked, acknowledging his second in commands presence without rising from his bent over position on the table. He had a large hand on his jaw, scratching at his stubble distractedly as his piercing onyx eyes registered the intricate lines on the map that was before him, momentarily moving little miniature guards around.

"Lord Odin was seen leaving the castle in haste, he most have gotten the letter and intended to leave in the dead of night undetected" immediately the words left his lips Darius had stood straight to his full length, a sinister grin on his lips.

"He took the bait" he grinned, running a hand through his loose disheveled gold tendrils that dropped at his shoulders.

"Like a fish on a hook line y