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"Have you solved the matter concerning the dead bodies?" James asked as he dropped his glass cup on the crate that he had been sitting on and walked over to his servant who held the reins of two horses, each in one hand.

"I and Brown have finally made a decision to approach the council about it," Edward replied as he too dropped his drink and stood up from his crate chair. "The whole thing has just proven to get worse as time flies by if we try to solve everything by ourselves."

"That is the right decision," James said with a small nod as he collected one of the horses from his servants hand, holding it by its rein. "We made a mistake by not going to them from the on-start."

"And now that mistake has seemed to catch up with us, eating us to our bones," Edward said with a sigh. He rubbed his empty eye socket and slowly walked towards the servant. "All of our actions has proven to put us deeper into the sinking sand and I don't think calling for help this time will do us any good."