- Alec MacCalister? - a thick, deep voice caught my attention. I looked in the direction of who was calling me and soon I recognized Keilan Sinclair.
- Lord Sinclair! - said smiling. - I haven't seen him in a long time. I hope I'm not that different from the last time we met.
- Your Highness, it would be very difficult not to recognize him, since you look very much like your father and remember your mother very much. - he said bowing.
- Please, Keilan! - said by shaking Keilan's outstretched hand. - You know I hate those labels.
Keilan let out a laugh and then hugged me. He knew that I did not see myself as a prince and carry a title, even if a little less important than that of my older brother, had no value to me. Only the weight and the responsibility of one day come to replace it in some way, if necessary.
- I just didn't need it to be in such a short time!
- Yeah, I decided to come the next day, after my brother said yes to Loch's youngest daughter.
- I still can't believe he broke tradition and decided on the younger one.
- I agree! My father was furious, but I must confess that seeing Ravenna's unhappy face was a lot of fun. - I had a laugh. - That moment was priceless!
- I see! - Keilan sighed.
- I just hope my brother made a good choice, because I heard that the MacBride are exempt witchdoctors, so they lived cloistered for so long. - I let out a laugh. - They even say that the eldest's death was cast by a spell cast at midnight.
Keilan had a laugh. Those stories were really ridiculous to hear, but living in a land of many myths made people believe in many things.
- That story is too ridiculous to be true. - he fired. - Every day I hear more and more ridiculous things about MacBride. I don't believe the girls are wizards, but the fact that Ravenna is the worst of the wizards.
- On that, I have to agree with you! - said by putting his hand over his chest. - My brother has accepted for you the worst of plagues.
Keilan laughed even harder getting some people's attention.
- Your good mood remains the same! - he shook his head from side to side.
I untied the black cape I was wearing and looked around.
- On a different note, where is the famous Bree my brothers talked so much about? - I asked. - I bet them that she must have been very ugly, so she decided to join the army.
- Your Highness, you shouldn't judge people just by what you imagine!
- Really! Keilan, why would a woman join an army these days? Surely she is so horrible that her parents rejected her knowing she would never marry. - I kept laughing. - I don't think it's even good enough to be a hooker. Even the convent must have rejected her.
Keilan shook his head and then thanked the boy who had taken me there. He released him so that he could drink and pointed to a corner of the inn that was further away. The poor visibility prevented us from seeing, in the distance, who was sitting at the table. I could only see the silhouette of someone who wasn't sitting in a chair. We were getting closer and then I noticed a woman with her back to us. The hair was red and mixed with the glow of the fire of the fireplace in front of his table. They were braided over one of his shoulders. She was carrying a mug on her lips in a calamitous fashion, while sitting on the back of a man who was in the position of a horse kneeling on the ground.
- Is that really necessary, Bree? - asked Keilan.
- Well, that's better than getting whipped and losing my best archer. - she answered without turning around. - Don't you agree, Kai?
- Yes, ma'am! - the boy below her, whispered in a tired way.
- I didn't hear you, soldier! - she debauched by putting her hand on her ear.
- Yes, ma'am! - the man screamed with difficulty. He seemed to have been in that position a long time ago.
- Are you ready to apologize to the man you've offended?
- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Oh, great!
The redhead stood up and then ordered the man to rise up. With difficulty, he stood up and wiped his bleeding hands and knees.
- Go back to the camp and get some rest. - she ordered. - If you see him again involved in any disagreement with villagers, especially involving the daughter of any of them, you will be whipped and hanged. Do you understand?
- Yes, ma'am! - the man freaked out with a frightened look.
- Take a message to the front. - she fired cold shots. - Now go!
The man walked past us like a scared dog who had just taken a broom. I stared at the back of the woman who was standing and finishing her drink without even looking at us. Her back was narrow and she didn't wear a dress. Instead, a leather bodice and mesh quota covered his torso from the waist. He looked very tight and fell to accentuate the thin waist. The long, slender legs were covered with a pair of leather pants and boots that accompanied the unusual look for a woman.
- Bree, someone wants to see you! - said Keilan approaching her.
