Gypsy

Sheyan nodded with delight after obtaining a most satisfactory answer, before patting Dark Widow’s head as though he was a dog. Then, he casually served Dark Widow several mouthfuls of rum, and turned to leave.

Gazing upon their receding back view, Dark Widow’s slender tiny eyes revealed a trace of venom.

Yet at this moment, Sheyan suddenly spun round as he issued a sneer to the once again, cowardly and fearful looking, Dark Widow.

"I know, you wish for us to die aye?"

Dark Widow shook his head incessantly and wailed.

"I’ve already answered everything you asked, it was absolutely the truth!"

Instead, Sheyan smiled faintly.

"Aye, I believe you aren’t deceiving me, your words are true. Honestly, you are quite the schemer; leaving out the fact that the gypsies are exceedingly treacherous. Trying to allure us by describing exorbitant rates of 2-3 times the price, and thus wish for us to seek them out directly. Your aim for us, thereby, is perishing to them, ain’t it?"