Fantasy Fiction
Near Death
Proem
Chapter 1 Page 6
"Ahhh," gloated Pietre, "Now I understand why you have come to Pietre Caliprasia Bestille Antondo."
The merchant fished up a purse from his thick belt. "Indeed. I have come to you, friend, because you are the best. And by the best, I imply that you are the quietest. We must have your nephew, Endril, over to our camp by evening. Sooner, if he is available."
Pietre was suspicious, and would not immediately accept the purse that his friend proffered. "Who told you about Endril? I have never spoken of him with you."
"No, you have not. I have never before had the need, still, others in our train know you. Better than I, perhaps."
"Others? What others?"
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