Lance left. He didn't have much time to waste entertaining them.
After spending a few days suppressing bandits and training his troops, there were plenty of matters in town awaiting his attention.
The woman was waiting outside. When she saw Lance emerge, she quickly entered the reception room to see the Elder.
"Elder?"
A voice tinged with a hint of confusion roused the old woman from her contemplation. She shook her head and muttered to herself, I thought I came here to bear humiliation for the Romani, but it turns out the one who truly endured for the Romani... was an outsider.
The woman, not understanding these cryptic words, could only change the subject and ask, "Elder, what should we do next?"
She didn't ask what had been discussed in the meeting or its outcome, but directly inquired what needed to be done. Sometimes, that was true cleverness.
"Go see Tamara and the other one. Some things need to be clearly explained, and I hope they can understand us."
