"Why are you like this?" asked Namara.
"Nefrita, I've made up my mind," said Hionthea.
"How?"
Hionthea seemed to be silent for a moment. "I'm asking for your help. Can you help me?" she asked after a while.
Namara smiled. Finally, she managed to convince Hionthea. Now she just needed to get her away from Castor's men. She was sure there was someone at the inn watching both Hionthea and Deithea.
"Sure. I can. You just have to be careful. Come back. I'll think of a proper plan."
Hionthea smiled. "Thank you."
Finally, she walked away, pulling the hood of her cloak. There were so many people that it would be difficult to notice them in detail. Hionthea was smart enough to think of this.
Namara tried to look normal. She returned to look at the merchants who were there. Something caught her attention. It was an old merchant selling weapons.
