Fight Fire With Fire

"This… doesn't make any sense." Cyrena frowned with confusion.

"It has only been a few hours since we received letters from High Witch Beth, Lord of Wolfwater, Lord of Eastcliff, and the other batch of merchants. Reasonably thinking, they shouldn't have known we were planning to refuse their invitations, so we haven't offended them yet."

"So this kind of attempt on your life doesn't seem to be something they would do now, Lady Solana," Cyrena mentioned.

"You're right, Cyrena," Solana agreed with Cyrena's thought, still fuming over Marilla's death. "These dirty tactics must belong to another group. And whatever group it is, I don't think they have any interest in negotiating with us over the central properties."

"If they did, then what they did here was an extremely stupid idea. I would rather sell the properties to a dog than sell to them! They have infuriated me!" Solana swore to avenge Marilla's death.