The Contessa nods. "Certainly, I agree that the people should be free to live their lives. But when angry mobs start taking the law into their own hands, I need to get involved."
"Except you don't do anything about it," Adriano mutters under his breath.
The Contessa pretends not to notice. "It was nice to meet you both," she says with a nod then glides away to shake hands in the crowd.
When she leaves, Adriano says, "You're right, you know. Let the people handle it. Keep it out of the hands of the corrupt rulers."
Almost as soon as the Contessa leaves, Fizza materializes from the crowd. "There you are! Mind explaining what you're wasting my whole day on?"
"We met the Contessa," you say.
"Really? Did you talk about Sir Kelton?"
"It was mostly about the mobs. Did you know they tried to burn The Inn because they had some foreign guests?"
"Really?"
Adriano nods. "Yeah, they said they were magic-users. Witches."
"Nonsense. Everyone knows any kind of person can use magic, if they have the gift for it. Not just foreigners," Fizza says.
"Yeah," Adriano sighs. "Anyway, I don't really want to talk about it."
"Let's get back to The Inn then," Fizza says. "I still have enough to buy a round for everyone."