" The answer is so simple it seems to elude you, uncle," Sindbad smirked wolfishly with a glimmer in his eyes. " We only have to take one person, and we win."
Harun frowned, Jaber buried his face in his palm, and Wael almost reached out for his spear out of duty rather than anything else, albeit Arslan stopped him with a known look.
" I presume you mean my honored cousin?" He asked, looking Sindbad in the eye. " Taking the leader means ending the fight."
The man merely shrugged. Perhaps he didn't fully trust Arslan to confirm it for him. And Arslan couldn't exactly blame him.
" It won't be easy," he pointed.
" Yet not impossible," Sindbad countered. " That's given that you're willing to help."
That made Wael take a step forward. " Do you want Prince Arslan to be a traitor?!"
