Steel and Sorrow: Rise of the Mercenary king - Chapter 552: A Parley(1)

... m the high hills.

There were less than twenty of them. Not enough for a charge, not enough for a battle. Just enough to speak, to gamble with words rather than blades. Their horses picked their way down the slope with slow, deliberate steps, as if even the beasts knew the weight of the moment they carried on their backs.

At the forefront rode the men whose names had already been etched into infamy at least in books of the loyalist.

Niketas, the golden lordturned-traitor, ...