If Victor thought he was going to get a rise out of Nathan, he was mistaken.  Nathan wasn't interested in renting his horse out.  Maybe Victor didn't have a sacrifice in mind, but he still seemed a bit too strange for Nathan to trust his horse or a friend with.  But he'd already made his warnings to Erin.  If she still wanted to go on a treasure hunt, it was her choice.<br/><br/>Though he'd vowed earlier not to have another drink, Nathan still found himself signaling to Abia for another scotch.  And since he wanted nothing more to do with listening to the conversations about treasure, jewels and spellbooks, he went upstairs for his lute, brought it down, and sat in his corner strumming away a tune.<br/><br/><div class="bbMediaWrapper">
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