Drawing an Alliance

On their way into the Imperial Capital, the guards in front cleared a way for the two high-ranking officials' carriage. That was the power of prestige. Rody was young and impatient. All along the way in the carriage, he kept on inquiring about Merlow's strategy at the coming negotiation. However, the Finance Minister was a crafty person and was good with his words. No matter how Rody asked, Merlow would only say that his purpose was to ‘assist the Duke’ and refused to divulge his strategy. It was obvious that he was a wise man and knew that the peace talks were just a humiliating treaty. Whatever it was, he would avoid becoming the scapegoat.

After the carriage stopped, Rody was shocked the minute he got out of the carriage. He found himself standing in front of a tall building. From the inside of the building, the sound of people singing and merrymaking could be heard and pretty ladies could be seen dancing. They had arrived at the most celebrated brothel in the Imperial Capital.