"You want to set up a stall?"
Auri nodded. "Yes, I'd like to set up a small stall at the market. If that's alright with you, sir."
They were inside Abu's office. After hours of wracking his brain until midnight, Auri had come to decide that setting a stall that offers restoration services was the best he could do at the moment. So, as soon as the sun rose in the sky, he made his way to the main building to seek the fortress chief's approval.
Abu leaned his elbows against his desk, linking his wrinkled hands as he gave his idea a thought. "I've seen what you're capable. I don't have a problem with it."
Auri bowed his head respectfully. "Thank you, sir."
"However, I don't think your skills will flourish in this place. There are not many people who own a tome in Ruhad Fortress, just like my wife."
