“So, Danton, if you are not on the king’s business, what brings you to these parts of the woods?”
“Before I answer that, I would ask what business is it of yours?” The guard shifted his weight to make himself more comfortable. “I would also ask why I awoke from a thump on the head to find myself with my hands bound?” A note of contempt entered his voice. “Perhaps you are a brigand these days?”
Despite himself, Stormaway took offence. “Good heavens, man! Of course I’m not. How dare you suggest such a thing?”
Danton shrugged, “One would have to say the evidence points to it from where I’m sitting.”
“Young man, I have been conducting some small commercial enterprises near here. I discovered you were hiding in the woods, no matter how. I recognise an elite guard when I see one. As I would
