"The commission is paid, the transaction is complete." Duke's voice was calm and flat, "No additional reward is necessary."
He could see that this caravan didn't have much wealth, and the reward offered wasn't meaningful to him.
"This..." Hawke still felt a bit uneasy about it.
Duke shifted the conversation: "However, after entering Goose Peak Castle, there might be some matters I need your assistance with."
"Yes, yes, sir, just instruct us, and we'll definitely do it!" Upon hearing Duke might require their help, Hawke immediately agreed without even asking what it was.
Finally, the caravan arrived at the gigantic, rivet-studded oak gates of Goose Peak Castle.
It was already dusk, and soon the gates would close, with soldiers guarding the entrance.
A team of guards wearing gray-brown studded leather armor and holding spears blocked them. The team leader was stout, with a grim scar on his face, and eyes sharp like an eagle's, scrutinizing the travel-worn group.
