Chapter 149
Olaf’s minions wasted no time in their mission of sabotage, their animalistic nose easily helping them to identify and locate where they needed to go but as they got there Olaf and his men noticed the increased amount of humans smell guarding the place they were heading to.
Almost like someone got news of them attacking and was prepared, once they got close to the food storage. Olaf and his men hid in the shadows, their improved eyes glowing faintly in the dark, helping them to see Guards patrolling up and down where they needed to be at.
"We could easily take out the guard but that will expose what our goal was" Olaf thought to himself as he observed from the shadow.
"Fall back, this mission is already a failure. Our enemy seems to know that we were planning on making a move at them" Ola said to his Minion who even though they craved to rush out and butcher the human guards calmed down as Olaf was of higher hierarchy so they nodded before falling back.
Erik staggered along the cobbled street, his arm draped over Lars’ shoulder for support. The announcement of the impending attack on their kingdom had set their already raucous revelry into a frenzy of drunken bravado.
"Did you see Father’s face when the news broke?" Erik slurred, a smirk playing on his lips. "He looked like a frightened rabbit caught in a snare."
Lars chuckled darkly, his breath heavy with the scent of ale. "Pathetic, really," he scoffed. "Our noble lineage reduced to nothing more than a trembling old man and his brood of weaklings."
Astrid stumbled behind them, her giggles mingling with the night air. "And Mother, bless her heart," she hiccupped, "she’s nothing but a fragile flower wilting under Father’s ineptitude."
Erik nodded in agreement, his arrogance swelling with each step. "It’s no wonder our kingdom is on the brink of collapse," he declared, his voice loud in the quiet of the night. "With a king like that, we might as well surrender now and save ourselves the trouble."