“I might remind you this is MY company,” said Ecke.
“It"s merely a suggestion, sir. You may take it or leave it at your discretion.”
“You’ve given me much to think on,” the captain continued. “In the meantime, you must decide whether or not you will take us up on our offer.”
“I shall,” said Ludwig.
Ecke grinned. He stood, offering his hand. “Excellent! Welcome to the Grim Defenders.”
Ludwig peered down at the tent: a modest affair, consisting of two short poles with a rope connecting them at the top. Other lines held the structure in place, and a strip of canvas was placed over the taut rope, creating just enough room to lie down.
“Well? What do you think?” asked Cyn.
“It’s pretty small, isn’t it?”
“It’s the standard size for such things.”
His indignation was highly evident. “Ther
