“Do you think this childish of me, Erik?” Nick asks the younger man setting in deep red lounge chair across form him. The young man pauses for a moment, thinking carefully before answering.
“I think it is a very smart move, the Abbots are a old family with a old name. Them being in our debt could be greatly advantageous. However, the reason you are doing this, that is childish.”
Nick looks into the large fire place, watching the flames dance and crackle.”You will make an excellent leader someday, Erik.” Nick flashes the younger Flint a smile as another man walks into the room and whispers something in his ear.
“She is here, come on my boy, lets go have some fun. Also stay behind me, she has a nasty temper.” The three of them make there way to the front of the Abbot mansion, more men joining them at the door. Nick motions them to open the doors. Once the doors where opened, Nick strides out and takes a seat on the mansions Marble steps, his men taking positions behind and to the sides of him as he waits for Isis to make her appearance.