An Unexpected Outing

Rowan.

The old man's men marched into the room at the sound of our loud conversation, before I could say a word, he had me sent out of his bedroom, feigning his composure.

On my way out, I got intercepted by Zorislav, who waited by my bedroom door, his face bruised and battered.

Looks like he got beaten up.

"You're fucking finally here! Do you know how scared I got of my nephew coming here first?! Where the hell were you?!" He shot at me all at once, giving me no time to react.

Wiping the blood off his lower lip he revealed why he was here. "I think I've done you a huge favor by keeping quiet, but as you can see, I'm in quite a prickly situation myself."

I eyed him cautiously, "I can see that." Though it had nothing to do with me.

"I'm going to need your cooperation here, that is if you still want me to keep my mouth shut about your little mishap." He said, finally showing his hand.