Berek fell fast asleep before long. The night dragged on, and the sun began to rise, drawing the first bit of light through one of the tiny windows in the workshop. The light caused Berek to stir, for it was just on his face, Ferona being too short to have it effect her just yet. He gave a light groan and sat up, though he was slow and quiet enough so as not to wake Ferona yet. For a moment he simply looked at her, before he decided to make them some breakfast. 

He'd not used the new food just yet. Breakfast was simply, so tip toeing into the cooking area he began to start the cooking fire when he noticed some movement out the window. It took him a second to even comprehend it, but when he did he felt a wave of frustration wash over him, and he growled at the thought of having to deal with this now. His knuckles still stung slightly from the punch he'd given the man yesterday. 

Grabbing his work hammer, he was a bit quicker and less quiet passing through the workroom this time, hoping he was moving too swiftly to wake up Ferona. 

Stepping out the front door, he found himself face to face with three Knights and eight guardsman, who had halted their approach when they saw Berek at the front door. The Knights wore the coat of plates armor, and the guards were more liberally armored with chainmail.

"This is our final offer," the Knight at the center said, holding up a bag of coins. He looked Berek straight in the eye as he spoke, his expression grim. "Two hundred coins for the lands and the business." 

"Or what?" Berek asked, his tone showing how annoyed and dismissive he was of the whole affair. 

"...Or lord Ashmoore will see to the confiscation of this land personally through for-" 

"And what of Lord Pembrooke?" Berek interrupted him. That brought a look of distaste from the Knight who spoke. The Lords Pembrooke and Ashmoore had both wanted Berek's land, and he'd refused both. It seemed like they were both racing to muscle him out. The Knight didn't even bother to answer the question. "You've three days to decide. Refuse, and you'll lose more than your home."