Bronson POV
The carriage raced along a narrow way in the forest, and the scent of earth filled my nostrils. Feeling irritated to be confined in the small space of a carriage, I pressed my lips into thin lines.
I would have opted for a horse, but I could not risk the possibility of being seen, so I had no option but to hide in the confinement of my carriage.
I had no idea why the Knython brothers had requested to meet in our usual spot, and I hated being kept in the dark and not in control.
If not because of the agreement between us, I would not have bothered to entertain them, and they would not be so bold as to make me leave my castle.
Adjusting my cloak, my dark gaze remained fixed on the road ahead.
Beside me, Seth sat in silence, with his hand on the hilt of his swo
