Helena hissed like a cat. Of course, she expected that Atrox would mete out punishment, but she didn't think it was going to be that hard. By taking half of her force, he was basically cutting her power in half.
Together with making Eamon a High Chief, he was basically saying that he didn't want them to hold much power. She gritted her teeth because the time she could have complained was long gone.
Now she could only listen to orders.
Unexpectedly, the person that spoke up was none other than Chief Morwen Voss of the Voss clan. He was in his thirties, bald but with sharp eyes. "I'm sorry, my lord, but I don't understand."
"What do you not understand, Chief Voss?" Atrox asked immediately.
"Why are you imposing such rules on me? Not only that, why do you put a High Chief to rule over me? I have done no wrong, compared with the others."
Atrox smiled. "Oh? But you did commit a crime, and a grievous one at that."
"What is it?" he asked immediately.
