"You've aged well," Majed extended a hand. "The last time we were this close, you were rotting behind bars."
"Hahah, I can't say the same for you- about the age thing," Sharou said. "But it does feel good to see you, brother-in-law. I promise to send you to a place worse than a prison cell. An abyss far worse than death itself."
"I don't suppose that's where my sister is right now. How nice of you to want to reunite us," Majeed snickered.
"You..."
"Gentlemen!" Arsalan stressed. For their age, one would think these two would at least act civil for the sake of their vendetta. "We do not have all day," he became the peacemaker to get the talks going.
They took their seats, each refusing to drink anything for security reasons. Arsalan did not care, he was here for one thing only. The Pr
