No, thank you
The veiled woman bit her lips, looking for a way to correct the general's misunderstanding.
It is not exactly money that she sought, but rather a reliable means of information and the authority to move unimpeded within this kingdom or to enter others.
The only thing she had now was power like a diamond in the rough, but knowing nothing about this world would make her an easy target for those looking to take advantage of her.
Her main goal was to get an identity that would allow her to move freely and information. After that… there was one other thing she wanted to find out, but that could wait until after she got the other two.
The girl cleared her throat softly and pointed on the map to the capital of the kingdom of Hathor, Iabet.
"My price is information, General," she clarified, then pointed to her forehead. "As you know, I suffer from amnesia."