The crowd quickly cleared, leaving only the minotaur, Liora, Maldenis, and Zara and Elian, who remained standing behind them.
Liora observed the gray minotaur. There was something about him that was different from all the others in the room. And considering the fact that he commanded everyone with a few words, it could only mean one thing. “You’re Brontaios, aren’t you?”
The corner of his mouth turned up. “My security staff alerted me that you were searching for me. Why? And how is it that three humans, a Drakkon, and a Basilisk know my name?”
“Drakkon?” Zara said, her body tensing up. “How did you?—”
“You think you haven’t been on my clan’s radar since you arrived?” He let out a huff. “Now.” Placing hands together on top of the table, he leaned forward. “Who told you my name?”
“A friend of a friend of friend,” Elian said.
“Of a friend,” Zara added. “You forgot to count Perseus.”
“What? No, you don’t count him, because he asked?—”
“Silence,” Brontaios interjected. “Very few people know me. And even less from the Upperworld.”
“We got your name from Lord Eros, the God of Love and Desire himself,” Liora said.
A wrinkle appeared between his brows. “God of Love and De–ah.” His mouth twisted in amusement. “I think I may have an idea who told you about me. In that case…I suppose I could let you live.”
“Yeah, but can you help us?” Maldenis said.
“Help you?” He laughed aloud. “You are serious?”
“Yes,” he said. “We need your help.”
He crossed his arms over his chest and leaned back. “Alright, I’ve been pretty bored lately. What do you need my help with?”
The triplets looked at each other before Liora spoke. “We need your help to find some very special individuals—minotaurs, actually. Demigod minotaurs.”
And so, she told him of their mission, laying out the facts for Brontaios, who listened, remaining still without making a sound nor his face revealing his thoughts.
When she finished, the only thing he said was, “Well, that’s an interesting tale.”
“Will you help us?” Liora asked.
“Let me think about it.” The minotaur let out a huff. “Alright, I have thought about it. I will help you.”
“Y-you will?” Zara gasped. “Just like that?”
“Your sister is very convincing. And besides I think I already know whom you speak of.” His slate gray brows drew together. “And I do not want them harmed.”
“We want to protect them too,” Liora said.
“Come back here in the morning, and I will escort you myself. You can even bring the Drakkon with you, no harm will come to him as long as I am with you.”
Liora blew out a breath. “Thank you. Thank you so much.”
He gave them a nod. “Thank you for coming to me and bringing this to my attention.” Pushing back from his chair, he stood up and gestured around him. “And please stay and enjoy yourselves.” He pointed at Maldenis. “But no more gambling for you, okay? You can’t use magic to cheat.”
With that, he left.
“Magic?” Maldenis’s head cocked to the side. “What does he?—”
“I can’t believe it was that easy,” Zara said. “We just told him and he agreed.”
“If minotaurs are close-knit, then he probably didn’t want any of his kind hurt,” Elian said. “Anyway, good job team, I guess? Perseus and Medusa will be thrilled.”
