“Don’t test me” a cold voice stopped him in his tracks.
“Your life or death means nothing to me but if you go too far I will make sure someone suffers the consequences for it”
Slowly the aged man laid the sword on the ground and looked up at Isabella.
“How could you be so cruel?” he asked, he had previously thought women were nicer than men and even wicked men wouldn’t go to such great lengths to destroy a person’s life.
“I said I won’t kill anyone. I won’t stain my gift with blood or make it heavy with the weight of a life. Don’t pretend to be pitiful, I know of your slave business and banditry so get up go back, and tell your people to set a price. I know where you hide now so don’t think of hiding from me” Isabella instructed coldly.
Hearing Isabella talk about their slave a
