The menacing thieves surrounded us, their crossbows raised, swords drawn. The leader of them—a broad-shouldered man with crooked, yellow teeth—was leering at me, his eyes raking up and down my body in a way that made my skin crawl.
Beside me, Aengus stiffened, the anger on his face making him look very much like a pissed-off Viking.
"Word 'as it the queen's been searching far and wide for you," he spoke up, moving to take a step forward, then looking at Aurea and deciding against it.
The mention of Morgana made my blood boil. After all she'd done, it seemed to she still wanted to take more.
"She's offering quite a price for whoever brings her your 'ead, love," he continued, eyeing me suggestively. "Of course, she didn't say anything about us 'aving fun with you first."
Aengus moved qu
