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Lonán nodded at Linde and noticed the thug trying to get up again, but in a flash Aetri appeared out of nowhere. She quickly subdued him and nodded.

”He was about to go down anyway, he got hit with a bottle. Our other friend is what we want. He’s the one who knows of your friend.”

“Look! I will pay you but I ain’t telling you shit! That girl, as great as she is, doesn’t need snoopy folk! Her Master would surely have my neck slashed for squealing!” The man shouted. Lonán cracked a knuckle and prepared to punch him.

“Look, the girl, Kieran? She’s a great girl, but she’s... I’ll say no more! My neck is on the line here!” The man shouted in refusal. “Her master will kill me! He’s got a House full of em! Some are big money earners! Her especially!”

Lonán sighed. ”My earnings?” He asked and the man gestures to his half, remembering that he gave half to the farmer. Smiling in satisfaction of that he put the money in his coinpurse with a grin. ”My itch, has been scratched. But I hope it stays that way for a long while.” He quietly, sadly says the last sentence, hoping no one heard him. He didn’t want to tell How one man’s gambling ruined his future. A future filled with honor, a potential wife. Mentally shaking his thoughts, he refused to think on the past. They had a girl to find.

”He’s all yours Aetri. Try and get more out of him.”