"First of all, why don't the two of you take a seat?" The man who seemed to be the leader of this secret society of merchants gestured at the two open chairs at the table.
Derot and Zach glanced at each other. They remained standing.
"Alright." The society leader shrugged indifferently.
"The seven of us have gathered here because there's one thing that we all share."
"What's that?" Zach knew the society leader wanted to dictate the conversation by making them ask the questions to his statements. He could stay silent like Derot and make the society leader talk on his own. But he didn't want to waste any more time. He wanted to learn more about Mandra now that he had seen the secret society.
"All of us managed to make some kind of deal with the Imperial Palace within a year of our official entry to the capital."
