"i want to greet the counsellor." Frank spoke.
"He won't meet you. I am his messenger, if you have something to say, tell me i will convey the message." Anon said as he looked at frank with a smirk.
"Can i just see him ?" Frank asked.
"No but i will tell you one thing, counsellor's assassin will always be with you in the shadows and if you tried to even say a word about this place or the Counsellor to anyone you will die under mysterious reasons and believe me your father will don't give a fuck." Anon said as he showed his authority.
Suddenly frank felt a chill running down his spine.
"You are his messenger right...?" Frank asked.
"Yes."
"What's your authority in this place?"
"So much, that on my single command everyone of these Ogres will pick up their swords to kill you."
Both frank and the female assassin went silent and just stared at Anon like rats trapped in a cage.
"Can we leave now ?" Assassin asked.