"What are we going to do about these?" Jonah asked, staring cautiously at the bag of toys.
From afar, they were harmless little toys. But with those crystals in them, there was no saying what could be done if it landed in the hands of someone more sinister than a child. While it was true only nobility had the ability to wield magic, there were also many abandoned children conceived from romps, some led astray.
"Let's see if that man returns for his stones," Atticus said, scratching his chin.
"Alright." Jonah nodded. "I will also send a couple of men to look into this."
"Be discreet. We can't have it attract too much attention."
Jonah scoffed. "Who do you take me for?" Crossing his arms, he continued, "With all due respect, my liege, I am not you. I know the necessary steps of precaution and will make sure to take them."
"Oh, drop it, won't you." Atticus playfully swatted the back of Jonah's head, to which caused Jonah to scowl, rolling his eyes.
