Chapter 88

"Yes, sir, I would, too," Kajal said with a return grin as he reached into the pouch at his waist. He pulled out two silvers and handed them to Ga'briyel. "Your boy earned them for you, Captain."

"No, he earned them for himself. Zahin, come here."

"Yes, Captain Mistri?" The boy was putting his arrows back in his quiver while Ipsit was still trying to pull his from the branches.

Frank handed him the silvers. "These are yours. You earned them."

"No, sir," the boy said, shocked. "It was your bet, sir, not mine."

"Still, they are yours. I do not need them, nor do I want them. Take them, please."

"Yes, sir," Zahin said as he slowly took the money, "but it is not right, sir."

"Nonsense. Do not argue with me. Kajal, choose your seven men, and I will tell them what I want from them."

"Yes, sir. Right away, sir."

Moments later, Zahin and seven guardsmen were standing around Ga'briyel, listening to him tell them where he wanted them stationed. When they moved to their positions, Frank walked to
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