Cassius paused for a second. His eyebrows rose while his eyes widened in surprise. “Uh, yes,” he finished somewhat awkwardly.

“What types of things?” Dante asked.

“Um,” Cassius started, trying to remember what merchants traded. “Accessories… laced with magic?” he said trying to sound like merchant.

But that sentence had piqued Dante’s interest. “What type of magic?”

“Um,” Cassius stalled avoiding eye contact. These were questions for Sorceress Dumonte than himself. She was the one in charge of magic imports. Just five seconds into a conversation he already knew he had to divert the topic. “Just regular calling tokens, so what were you doing out in the woods?” he asked even though the answer was obvious and the question not subtle in the least.

“Hunting.” Dante pointed to his bow. “But your coachman’s yelling scared away my prey.” Dante sighed once again as he recalled the unfortunate event.

Cassius chuckled. “Sorry about that.”

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