A Refusal or A Trap?

Arthur didn't respond, as he didn't want to dump his feelings on Ma. Instead, he simply nodded and closed his phone. Their wait wasn't long before the butler came in to inform them that the Marchioness returned earlier than expected.

'I guess they heard of the artifacts,' Arthur smiled as he nodded to stand up. Then, together with the butler, the group walked toward the meeting hall. When they entered, Arthur finally got to meet the Maritime Marchioness.

The floor was of blue ceramic tiles adorned with countless illustrations of ships and waves. The Lord of the city sat on her chair, carrying an aura of peace and serenity. The Marchioness received them with a smile, and she stood up to greet them as per customs of lords.

"Welcome to my city, Lord of Hidden," the Marchioness said with a smile. "Your visit came unexpected but welcomed nonetheless."