Chapter 8. Chance

Madison’s POV

My eyes dilated in sheer astonishment as realization hit me. The rogues who captured me were none other than the infamous Knython Brothers, how on earth had Bronson been able to enlist their help?

From all that was whispered in hushed tones, the Knython Brothers are known to be insufferably arrogant. At that moment, I could only lay there, battered and bruised as I prayed to the Moon Goddess that this mysterious newcomer might occupy them long enough for me to find a chance to sneak away.

“Who might you be? Show yourself.” One of the brothers roared, his thunderous bellow enough to send flocks of birds scattering into the sky.

I struggled to raise my head, trying to see who these people were, when a mirthless cackle of laughter rippled through the air.

“The Knython brothers… still as despicable as ever.” A voice came laced with mock and scorn. “However, it’s a spectacle to witness you all tremble under the weight of our arrows.”