You got the Wrong Person

The slow rising heat of a hot coffee on the Narra table passes by his eyes inside the cool,well lit room.He never knew he could actually drink some more of it after he got sent here.He holds the Wooden mug Alfred carved using the knife he stole from the village smith.Got to say it does smell nice.Maybe i can have some if i do ask. He takes a sip,with a smile on his face and said "Well this is a fine night for a fine coffee.Lets take a walk shall we?" looking to me as if asking if i had actaully choice on the matter.I knod not knowing what i imagined outside was much harsher than.what it is supposed to. The crimson color of fire is consuming the city.Pillagers,Bandits,Mercenaries and all sorts of lowlives running amok.Two tall and rugged men are seen dragging a woman of probably the age of 17,scteamingfoe her dear life as we pass them all thewhile The Boss just casually sipping his now warm coffee.The two men stops facing the boss with a slight bow.The man on the right said with a cruel smile "Boss you want to taste her?" laughing maniacally afterwards."No but do enjoy" The Boss calmly and cheerfully retorted. We reach the city gates where the Mercenaries are lining up as per order of the man beside me.They look at him as if checking if he was actually sane and casually whispering about him.He then pushes the mug of coffee he was enjoying into my hands offering it to me to finish the remains.I graciously accept for the reason that i actually wanted the coffee that really smelled good.He then orders the captain of the mercenaries,Jonathan, in a low calm voice saying "when they finish pillaging and doing the stuff they're good at,KILL them". That alone wanted me to choke on the drink i just gulped down. Jonathan nods and doesn't even say a word while smiling and glancing to the Boss oh so casually Why? Why now? What does he want? I Want to know And for that reason i shall stay by his side. Whatever he does,Whatever it might be