"You…" Miconia was startled; she wanted to say something, but she didn't know what to say.
After all, she was depending on Lathel to be able to establish roots in Karol. Besides... she didn't think he would make unreasonable demands.
Finally, she fell silent.
But Tinryss was different; she looked at Lathel as she looked at Lathel, like she wanted to see through his mind.
A moment later, she smiled and said: "Okay. For me, no enemy or friendship lasts forever. Only interests can connect us together."
"However, I hope the benefits you are about to discuss will be enough to satisfy me, Lathel."
Lathel nodded, took three things out of his space bag, and placed them on the table.
In order, there was a small rectangular box about the size of a hand, an extremely beautiful glass vase, and finally a glass bottle, about 30 cm high.
"These three things will completely change the current business landscape of this empire."
