"If the King refuses?" I ask again.
"Then it will be unfair. The people will be against him."
"Alright--" I was about to say that when a group of people in uniform entered.
"The Flying crows are here." Someone announced.
I glance at Cyrus but he doesn't meet my eyes. He was staring at the leader of the flying crows.
"Mind if we join in my King?" The leader has a fierce gaze and was heavily built. The unfamiliarity in his gaze when he looked at Cyrus would give no room for others to even suspect that they need knew each other. The Flying crows pack was secretly operated by Cyrus and no one knows.
"You're welcome." Cyrus said and I wonder if he invited them here or they somehow found themselves here.
The Flying crows leader turned toward the Mob leader "Although you have picked out
