What Stafan was recalling in his mind was Tsuare. He didn’t even want to hear what happened to the man who had let her go.
However, Stafan could not stop the jeer from showing on his face when he thought of the old butler whom he had visited earlier in the day.
What use was there in sheltering a girl who had done it with countless men and when the situation called for it, with women and even non-humans? He could barely contain his laughter when the butler showed that he was willing to pay a fortune of several hundred gold pieces.