Promise of Lions

"Don’t you even dare suggest such a thing about me! I won’t give you my brother. Never!"

"Then I suggest you get ready to die, for I have no time for fools like you."

As the boy charged him, the man’s sword quickly came out of its scabbard without a sound. He casually deflected the amateurs strike and when the boy lost his balance he sidestepped and the tip of his sword took the boy between two ribs, death was instant. As the boy fell he retracted his sword and casually wiped it of on the boy’s tunic before he slid it back into its scabbard. He had no time for this nonsense; he had to find another way to find the boy. It might take some time, but eventually he would have the boy. He was sure of that.