"My purpose is simple, Your Highness," said the Shaman. "We want to ally with you…" his voice trailed off as he looked to his right towards a gray silhouette. Smoky tendrils emanating from it floated around it as if in slow motion.
The Cadval nodded slowly and the smoke around him billowed with that motion.
"I don't want your alliance, Shaman!" Brantley almost roared. "This meeting is over and you may leave!"
Shaman's eyes narrowed. "I have come here for them and not for me." He pointed towards a Cadval who was now standing absolutely still.
"These are the monsters who protect you, who haven't gone back to where they belonged after death only to stay beside you. They are so loyal to you. Do you think we will believe that they are any different from you?"
Daryn snarled from behind agreeing to what Brantley just said.
