Chapter 7

NATHANIEL

"Ishmael. It was quite a difficulty reaching you. Nice cave."

"I wouldn't say so. You found me, didn't you?" The sorcerer turned away from the mirror, a smile on his face. "It's been a while, Nathaniel."

He was just as I remembered. His features hadn't changed over a few years since I'd last seen him.

"Indeed. I need one of your weapons. Preferably the dagger if you have it."

"Hm. What price are you willing to pay?"

I'd prepared myself for this part. "How much do you want?"

"No, Nathaniel. I don't need your money. What do you have to offer?"

His question threw me off. What else could he possibly want? In the past, when we had a business transaction, money was his priority.

"Oh, don't look like that. It's not something so grave."

"What do you want?"

"Access to The Borough. I want to live there and have the freedom to leave whenever I want to."

"Just access to The Borough?"

"Correct."

I weighed my options in my he