Unchanging Allies

The look of shock appears in Edmin's face from actually seeing you alive and well. He clears his throat and then lets loose a few chuckles "A favor? You've got to be shitting me." he's already brushing you off "The last time I saw you was up in the Syndicate, where you left. You blatantly denied my words and left the Syndicate without me even knowing." he begins to walk down the steps to get closer to you "To think, if it wasn't for Rixx you'd probably still be there and I would be King of the Syndicate." he stops two steps above you "Although, truth be told, I'm King of Rathkin now, which..." he shrugs "Is better, since Rathkin is the superior kingdom."

"Look..." you try to diffuse the situation "I know what I did and I'm sorry for that, but see, as you said you're King of Rathkin now so it's all worked out for the best!" you play it off "I have a friend, she's...in trouble, either poison or, something else. I was hoping your wife could take a look at her, work up a potion or something to help her out?" you ask.

"A friend?" his hand goes up to the light stubble on his chin giving it a rub "You'll have to be more specific."

With a deep sigh you return his question "Lexie...you should remember her."

"Ahhhhhh..." his face beams with happiness "Well well well..." he begins to pace back and forth on the steps. "So the woman I was going to kill to get you to bend to your knees is now...well, dying?" he questions.

"Edmin, please..." you ask.

"Hah hah! This is just like justice served." he cups his fingers together "Why would I ask my wife to help you out when you went behind my back, ignored all my words and just left. Why do you think I would do anything to help you out, after what you did to me back at Sicilian?"

"Because it's not for me." you rebuttal "It's for her. Please! I don't even know if your wife can do anything but she's one of the best alchemists in the world so I was told. I need her to at least look at Lexie and see if she can help her out."

Edmin stalls for time as he continues his pace. He never leaves your gaze though as his walk goes back and forth. After the longest minute you've ever waited through he eventually starts to speak "Maybe you should just go ask Rixx?" he jests "I'm sure he'd love to help you out and go behind my back again." he gives you a smirk.

"Edmin, we're allies! Please, stop making this about what happened and just help, all she has to do is look at Lexie, if she can help, great, if not, we'll be on our way."

"Yes, Darien, you are correct. Rathkin and Sicilian are allies, that much is true. You and I though, far from it." his voice turns sinister "You scratch my back and I'll scratch yours. You ignore my words and I'll ignore yours..." he trails that last word on while burning that anger into your eyes "Get the fuck out Darien, you're not welcome in Rathkin." he snarls at you before turning around and taking a step up the stairs.

You don't know why you did it, well, you know why as you always like to act instead of using words. But the instant Edmin turned around, denying you, your hands were already on the grips of your weapons. In a fluid motion your short sword and dagger combination were unsheathed and ready to go to battle.

Edmin froze in his tracks with his back still turned to you but the dozens of Rathkin guards around the chambers took a few steps forward towards you preparing themselves to fight for their King. His hands move slow off to his side as his head turns even slower to look back at you "Darien..." he says your name very slowly "Don't do anything stupid..." he continues to turn, keeping his hands off in the air to the side "You won't make it out of here alive."

With a puff of air out of your mouth and a grin at the King "I may not, but there's a chance I could escape. Unlike you..." you glare at him "You'll be dead in half a second."

"When a dog can't get his way, he resorts to petty threats." he's calling your bluff by matching your anger. "Typical Sicilian scum." he grumbles and steps forward, bringing his torso into the tip of your short sword "Do it then." he leans his head forward looking straight into your soul "Kill me and throw not only your own life away but that of your woman as well." he pauses, pressing his body into the tip of your blade even harder "Or do what I already told you and get the fuck out of Rathkin!"