"It seems like the meeting didn't go well," Muttered the maid.
"Well…It seems like it has something to do with Chief Malzan."
"So, what's going to happen now?"
Jason stood in between the two maids and clears his throat. He looks at the two maids who lowered their heads, apologizing, and ran away from him.
The signing of the treaty was postponed, and of course, like always, word had gone around already. There is nothing to do to stop it from going around when it had reached the ears of the nobles.
Jason sighed out loud as he traced his fingers on the sides of the corners.
"No, dirt but still not enough," Said Jason, calling a maid who had passed by, "Call the one who's in charge of the windows to do it again."
