"So, what's the deal with this merchant? Is he cautious, or does he have any addiction of some sort?" Rosacer asked.
Amara looked at him for a second, then responded, "He does fancy eastern women. But that is something he keeps under his control."
Tracking Rosacer's eyes, Amara looked at the two-intersection road on the map.
"The groundbreaking creation of the esteemed civil engineers of our city," she remarked jokingly. "But still, it's not really suitable for any attack."
"Why?" Rosacer said with a perplexed expression. "We would move near them unsuspiciously."
Amara slapped her head in disappointment and turned to Gringha then back towards Rosacer, saying, "Do you think the road will not be blocked by the merchant during an important transport? Everything will be in lockdown if that merchant is moving."
Rosacer gave a small nod to himself as he rose slowly and made his way to the window, where from the upper floor he could clearly see the streets below.
