"Hey, hey, pull yourself together."
Sitting in a window box on the third floor of the tavern, Venice shook Abazi's shoulders, while Abazi appeared despondent.
Abazi brushed off Venice's hand, leaning his head against the woolen tapestry on the wall, sighing deeply.
Black sugar refining technology, Royal Trading Company, putting these two together could only spell trouble.
The lords of Red Leaf Hill drove out the lord, and the new nobles of Clove Corridor poisoned four royal agents all for sugar.
The nobles of both counties even formed an alliance, essentially monopolizing the Empire's sugar trade.
But now, the Falan Royal Family has quietly made a breakthrough in the Thousand River Valley, even miraculously introducing a black sugar refining technology.
Good days are now gone for good.
Not to mention whether the family can climb up by attaching themselves to the Lakin Clan, whether they can retain their current position is another matter.
