nobody can give you freedom,
but you can create freedom.
but you can create freedom.
Elias' lip twitched slightly, as she spoke up. "I see." Who had hurt this young woman? She was a few years older than his boy, he was certain. Too young to have that view on life, in his opinion.
"Well," Elias signed his name, rolling the contract up, "it's been a pleasure doing business with you, Phoebe." He'd read her name off the contract, "I'll have to thank Frey for finding someone to look after the brothel and the people who rely on it," his gaze wandered to the sky, quickly darkening.
He stood, handing the contract to the boy, as well as the ledger. "Get the crew to help you secure everything, and I'll meet you at home." He turned back to Phoebe, as he gathered the medicines she had brought to trade up into a bag, setting them beside the rest of what they had earned today.
"I'd feel better ensuring you get home safely, since it's getting late." There was still sun in the sky, but Elias would rather not lose his new business partner, or have anything bad happen to her.
"Well," Elias signed his name, rolling the contract up, "it's been a pleasure doing business with you, Phoebe." He'd read her name off the contract, "I'll have to thank Frey for finding someone to look after the brothel and the people who rely on it," his gaze wandered to the sky, quickly darkening.
He stood, handing the contract to the boy, as well as the ledger. "Get the crew to help you secure everything, and I'll meet you at home." He turned back to Phoebe, as he gathered the medicines she had brought to trade up into a bag, setting them beside the rest of what they had earned today.
"I'd feel better ensuring you get home safely, since it's getting late." There was still sun in the sky, but Elias would rather not lose his new business partner, or have anything bad happen to her.
Elias
