Bab 57: Aftermath

ONE WEEK LATER

I walked into the crowded jewelry store in Marinthalis city. The glass display cases glistened with varied treasures, each with its own narrative, but my attention was fixed on one item.

I clutched a ring in my palm, a once-cherished ring for Max that had been tarnished by the incessant flames that had destroyed the Merchant Guild.

As I approached the counter, I drew the attention of a well-dressed employee, whose eyes narrowed as they latched on me. His nameplate identified him as Mr. Landon, and I delicately placed the ring on the counter without saying anything.

The employee looked at the ring and then back at me. "Good afternoon, traveler." "How can I assist you?"

"Good afternoon," I said with a tired tone in my voice.

"I have a ring I'd like to sell." I pointed to the scorched band. The flames had ruined its complex pattern, yet it still retained some of its former brilliance.