~CELIE’S POV~
“So? All you’re saying is that you wish for us to raid the enemy’s estate?” questions the man Antony had been looking for in all of Hamilton, Sir Aegeus Galanis, Egon’s godfather.
Nodding, I reveal to him the circumstances that drew Egon to this foreign land and how he got trapped in Bartsch prison, which is heeded with unreserved attention, instilling within me the hope of receiving aid. Given the fact that the man before me is an accomplished warrior, I cannot entertain any doubts about being turned down.
Sanguinely, thus, I approach the notorious gallant godfather to find out about the number of men he’d be supplying for the purpose of retrieving my husband. The query is succeeded by an unanticipated and nonessential silence, prompting me to ask him about the same aga
