The Last Red Wolf
Cillian was reluctant to deliver an answer, and Stregobor equally exuded the idea of being reluctant to communicate with him.
Both were very prideful men, who had skill to back up their pride, to match their complacency. If given the chance to draw swords, to the eyes of the servants, a winner would be impossible to come forth. However, the men involved knew who the winner would be.
Cillian nodded his head, “I did.”
“What was his response? What are your thoughts about him?” It was Balor this time.
It was so early in the morning but he already had a goblet in his hand, obviously filled with wine. The stench of the drink was heavily wrapped around him, making it very hard for Cillian to focus
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