Ben had left the room for a moment so he could summon some of items he was going to use as part of his negotiations.
Owin didn't mind Ben leaving the room along with Alfred, instead he felt more intrigued by Bens actions.
Alfred called some of the servants standing outside the lounge room to fetch more tea and snacks for Owin while he tried to grasp some notion of what Ben was planning.
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"Young Master…
If you wouldn't mind, please explain what you are planning or thinking of presenting to that unbearable trader."
The disgust could be felt deeply within his words for Owin and his craft of work.
"Ahh Alfred, please calm down…
He isn't in fact as he seems, rather he is quite annoyed by the constant fighting and politic manoeuvring he needs to conduct to see his vision come to life.
Honestly… I thought he was the one to harm the slaves and keep them in such poor condition, however I'm sorely wrong."
"What do you mean, Young Master?"
