Steel and Sorrow: Rise of the Mercenary king

Chapter 190: The claw of an eagle(3)

Chapter 190: The claw of an eagle(3)

In the dimly lit chamber, Jasmine paced back and forth, her brow furrowed with frustration. "Why the hell would the Empire send an envoy here," she snapped, "when they're tangled up in a three-sided civil war?Do they have time to fucking daze around?" Her voice echoed off the stone walls.

Alpheo, seated in a cushioned chair, calmly sipped his drink before answering. "They're obviously interested in our products," he said, his tone measured. "The timing might be odd, but the demand speaks for itself, anyone with any bit of brain understand their value ."

Shahab, standing near the window with arms crossed, nodded thoughtfully. "They're likely trying to buy out our market," he mused. "Get a monopoly on the goods and control their distribution back in Romelia at least ."

Jasmine stopped pacing, turning sharply to face them both. "Well, they can go fuck themselves," she said with an acidic edge to her voice.

Alpheo nearly choked, his drink shooting from his nose as he coughed and chuckled simultaneously.

Through fits of laughter, he finally managed, "It... it might be better not to be so rash, Jasmine." He wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, still grinning. 

Jasmine slammed her hand on the edge of the table, her eyes ablaze. "Those products are mi-ours," she declared firmly. "Why should we hand them over so easily?"