Chapter 139

"And what should I have done?" Bjorn shot back, his voice sharp as he glared at Sylas. "If I had fought, it would have been civil war. If I fight now, everyone will die! Both choices were the worst options. At least this way, less blood is shed."

With no other option, Bjorn had put down his weapons to ease his uncle's suspicion, taking on the role of an innkeeper to fill his days. Few guests came, but it kept him from being overwhelmed by boredom. The only constant disturbance was the occasional clash with Baron Greve's men, who took every opportunity to assert their power.

"But at least there's no more bloodshed. That's something, isn't it?" Bjorn said, as if trying to convince himself. Toby and Ray were silent, taking in the heavy story.

Sylas, without a word, placed two more gold coins on the table. Bjorn blinked, surprised.

"What's this?"

"Payment for your story."