A Chance

Hearing the explanations of Merchant Brinsop, Dyon smiled.

"Take Merchant Brinsop to Lady Penelope, our best, to be healed. Provide him with lodging, food, and also prepare the same evacuation measures for him as one of our citizens." Dyon spoke quickly and didn't explain his words. After finishing, he looked at Merchant Brinsop, "Be ready to leave early tomorrow morning. If you perform well, saving your family will be a part of our plans. Do you understand?"

The change was much too quick. They had gone from torturing Brinsop to making him one of their own? What was going on?

However, those more intelligent had an imperceptible light flash in their eyes. This was especially so for Amphorae. It seemed that from beginning to end, Dyon had all of the happenings well within his control. It was almost as though… He didn't need to ask the questions at all…

As the thoughts spun in Amphorae's mind, her evaluation of her husband seemed to continue sky rocketing.