Checking in with Silva

"This is impossible!!!" Silva shouts as he slaps a cup aside from his table, maps sprawled across it as his war council look away with discomfort at his outburst.

"Come now Silva..." A man with bronze scale armor says with a calming voice behind him. "We have strong fortifications, a generous food supply, and a **** still be reckoned with."

"Ser Godwin I know that." Silva snaps before turning and pointing to one of the maps, "But my cousin has thousands of troops, trained mercenaries at that! They could be here in a matter of days!"

"Yes of course but still mercenaries my lord... men who will grow bored at a long siege." Ser Godwin replies before he point onto the map, "Not to mention your father's men will return eventually to relieve us..."

Sitting down in his chair, Silva snarls, "Yes of course, my father saving the day once again... For once I would like to win at something..." Raising his hand at the other councilors he snaps, "Go on... leave me in peace."

As the others clear out, Ser Godwin asks with a smile, "Shall I inform Azar that you shall be needing her to... calm your spirits tonight..."

With a smile Silva says, "Yes.... I would like that Ser Godwin... the skills that woman has..."

"As you wish my lord..." Ser Godwin responds before turning to leave the room, shaking his head as he steps into the hallway, heading down a narrow stairwell before walking through a dark store room.

"I assume the meeting went well...?" Beatrice asks as she steps out of the shadows.

"We shouldn't meet here... its dangerous..." Ser Godwin stammers as he looks around.

"Relax..." She says with a smile as she steps closer, "No one saw me... now tell me, is our favorite lord handling things well?

"Of course not... and with his father gone he is weaker than ever. As asked I am convincing him to stay put until Prince John's plans become more clear." Godwin replies with a smile before asking, "Now I believe I deserve an installment..."

"Perfect..." Holding out a small pouch of coins, she pulls it back as he reaches for it, "Now you will be a dear and inform us of any rash actions he might take...?"

"Of course..." He replies, his eyes on the pouch of coins. "He also seems to have taken a liking to Azar...."

"Excellent..." Beatrice says with a smile, noticing his hand shaking as he counts his coins.

Turning to walk in the shadows she thinks to herself,

How easy greedy men are to buy...