Alexander picked up a berry tart but he made no move to eat it. "You want an incentive?"
Roland leaned back conspiratorially. "Please, don't put words in my mouth. I wouldn't want anyone claiming that our red knights are for sale or putting a price tag for them. Let us speak in hypotheticals. If I were to send my army and mages to assist you. What would would you give me?"
"It depends." Lord Alexander drummed his fingers on the table. "Do you want territory? To expand your boarder, access to our trade routes, gold, silver, magic mines. A royal marriage, hostages, do you wish for us to take on your religion, name a city after you. Horses, cattle, elephants...." he shrugged. The list was long so he had just mentioned some of the things that Medoris had taken from the smaller kingdoms they conquered.
"Beware, your highness, sometimes when one eats more than what their stomach can handle, they fall ill." Ethan Ridley pitched in.
