Naimishi was surprised as she caught sight of Dusen making his way toward her, his strides exuding power. After having learned of his involvement in the merchant's death, a thought about confronting him hovered at the edge of her lips, but she hesitated, deterred by the memory of his icy stare and dismissive explanation of pressing court matters. Yet, there he was, casually wandering the bustling market. How did he manage to find time now?