“What choice have you made, son.”
The Sage was standing by my side on the balcony of the pack house, from where I was watching the men prepare for the hunt.
“Why did you select just a hundred men for the hunt, when you know that your enemies are waiting for you to enter the woods?” He said with disdain in his voice.
He had been against the hunt from the first day it was proposed, and now, he just learned that I selected only a hundred men to do the bidding with me in the woods.
I said nothing. My eyes were fixated on the men who were taking up the things they needed. One of them was Rodrigo the eunuch and guard of my mistress, Corrigan.
He seemed to be the most prepared among the men. He had two bags. A net that could trap a bull, a few weapons for emergency use, and a few other thing
