[Story] The Tocsin of the Soul... The Dinner Bell.

Stephan

"Sweet Mary!" whispers Stephan, awestruck.

"Mab, between his declaration and his offer, surely this represents a deep commitment to correcting, or at least preventing, a great wrong. I'm sure that if a less expensive solution was available he would have taken it."

Stephan shakes his head. "Brodvic, I'm compelled to defend my covenant, as you are well aware I'm sure, but if the lives and well-being of several hundred people are in jeaprody and I can assist, please withdraw your declaration and then I would be happy to help in what manner I may!"

The look on Stephan's is one of shock and honest appeal.