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NOTE BEFORE YOU READ…..
Note before you read…
The next few chapters are written in the Carolingian Renaissance and the Vikings era but don’t stick to the fact.
You will find a few things that have been added to fit into the story.
So if you find anything strange or unusual, then remember the next few chapters are based on historical fantasy fiction books.
Do add or check the other book of the author.
Revenge on the Mafia lord.
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YEAR 956 AD.
It was a loud night, one where the sounds of crickets chirping could not be heard and the clouds smothered the moon and stars.
The usual darkness was darker than the previous nights as the clouds rumbled and shook the land of Romanesque.
Two cloaked figures walked through the streets of the town, a hood covering both their faces, their body getting drenched in the rain.
They both continued to walk until they reached a small house.
They sound of loud moans and skin slapping against each other was heard,
Lanterns and lamps were lit around the small house which was surrounded by a thick forest.
Regardless of the sounds they heard, one of the men pushed the door open as they both made their way into the house.
“Holy shit….” A man cursed loudly pulling away from the woman he was enjoying slamming as he covered his nakedness.
“What do you dimwits want by this time of the night, can’t you see I’m trying to have a good time here..” he grunted signaling the woman to leave, as she scurried away into the darkness.
” There’s no time for that Hugo Alexandre” one of the men spoke, dropping his hood off.
“Why are you here Moreau?” Hugo asked, picking up a shirt as he put it on.
“You know why I’m here, we need to leave, we have a mission to accomplish..” Moreau informed,
” And that couldn’t wait till morning?” Hugo questioned gritting his teeth, the fact Moreau barged into his house angered him.
“The night is cold for damn sake!!”
” We have no time Hugo, the ritual has to be done on a full moon and we have just five days before that, so get your asses up”
” Who’s he?” Hugo asked, pointing at the second man, who still had his hood on.
” A long time friend,” Moreau responded,
“Name?”
“Regis Callahan”
“When are we leaving?”
“Tonight, get your wife and everything you’ll need..” Moreau knocked the table as he picked up a pocket watch from there.
” Where are we meeting the others?”
” They’re all waiting at the inn, we’ll go there together, I’ll be outside” Moreau stated walking out with Regis who still had his hood on.
“Delphine” Hugo called and the woman who he was slamming earlier came out.
“Yes my Lord..”
“Pack your things, we have a long journey ahead of us” he informed , leaving to go grab a few things he’ll need.
“Where are we heading?” Delphine asked,
“No question woman” Hugo shot at her, picking up a bag made up of silk, picking his swords along with other stuff.
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Three horses pulled off in front of an inn built like a cottage, making sure their horses were in safe hands, Hugo, Moreau and Regis, all walked into the inn.
Merging with the shadows, they continued to move until they heard whispers coming from a room,
“They’re in here..” Moreau informed them, pointing at the door.
“Your wife can wait in the other room with the other women,” Moreau added as Delphine squinted her eyes.
They were other women? What is it that her husband is up to.
“Delphine, you heard him, I’ll be back soon..” Hugo spoke as Moreau opened the door as they got in, while Delphine found her way to the other room.
“Here they are..” someone announced immediately the three men walked into the room which was lit by lanterns, with four men present in it.
“What took you so long?” One of them asked, not even a smile on his face, he had this stern look that could scare the living hell out of anybody.
“The journey was a hectic one, because of the rain..” Moreau responded, pulling off his coat.
“Is he the man you were talking about?” He asked, pointing at Regis as Moreau nodded, taking his seat.
“So when do we move, we have just a few days before the full moon?” Hugo asked, still annoyed that Moreau disrupted his peace, that man never knows when to show up.
“Immediately ? lliot, and there’s no backing out…” Moreau stated, he seemed like the leader of the group and spoke with vigor.
” Tell that to ? mile..” ? lliot scoffed loudly pointing at a man who just sat quietly at a corner, he had this petite figure unlike the other men present, who were all tall and bulky.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.
“I thought we’ve gone past that, ? mile Gaston, there’s no backing out, why don’t we just leave him behind…” Another scary man spoke for the first time, nothing but annoyance was written on his face, he looked like someone who had no joy in him at all.
“Montenero is right, what’s the meaning of all this, quit acting like a woman, women are weak” another chimed in.
” I agree with Eugene on this,” Moreau said, shrugging his shoulders.
” I don’t just…” ? mile began, hesitating a bit.
“Oh shut up ? mile…” Elias Montenero snapped at him.
“What about the witch, and what’s wrong with the man you brought Moreau, what a quiet one..” Elias commented, referring to Regis who hasn’t said any word since he arrived.
” I’ve spoken with Serefina, she expects us soon, I have the diamond with me..” Moreau replied.
“And the other witches?” Elias inquired, things could get really messy if the other witches found out about this quest they were embarking on.
“I’ve got them under control, they have no idea about this, at least for now..” Moreau replied, smacking his lips.
“And Estelle La Fey?” Elias raised his brow at Moreau whose jaw worked.
“She has no idea about it also, she was never gonna agree with this”
“Enough with all the questions, this is not a time for chit chats…? mile get your ass up and quit acting weak..” Eugene chimed in picking up his sword.