Baronet Bali sat back down on the sofa, he kept looking around the room and his attention went to a painting on the wall, the painting was of a ship, it was adorned with gold.
"I'll be direct," Darius said as he sat down on another sofa, the Baronet stared at him, he felt a firmness in his voice. "We want to buy wood and the Duke informed us that you sell it, is that correct?"
"Yes, I own a sawmill, we can supply the wood you need."
"You sell it cut into boards?"
"Yes, we can also cut it to the size you prefer, or deliver the raw wood, without any cutting."
"I made a small mistake, at this meeting the person with the most knowledge about what we need didn't come," he paused. "Tell you what, we want to buy all your production, when I say all, I mean all of it. But we still don't know exactly what we want, so I'm going to advance an order and ask a messenger to send what we need today, can we do that?"
