"Who are you three?"

The Roman Emperor's voice was husky, refined and polished. His accent wasn't all well spoken of, but at least, even the deaf could make a meaning of it.

Jim looked at his two brothers who were by his right and left. The three of them were kneeling before the throne.

Jim thought that one of them should speak to the Emperor. Even though he knew not what to say.

"I'm sure you do not want that repeated?"

The Emperor's voice came again. Ja cleared his throat of the lumps of confusion. He was going to speak when Jim snatched the medium,

"Nymph hunters."

He said. Ja...