"So this guy can just barge in on anyone having, umh, fun?"
Such thoughts came into Daneel's mind as he carefully closed the door behind him.
Unlike what he was expecting, the room was not very lavish. Standard wooden floor and walls with a small window on the side. A bed for 2 which was in no way new or enchanted, due to how it looked like. A small bathroom.
Daneel had no idea that the Dwarve's Rum also had the option to rent rooms for long periods of times. Only, the owner had no choice but to handover the master card to such a distinguished member of royalty.
Locating the floorboard, Daneel got excited seeing that his step did sound different on it. His greatest fear was ing here and finding out that there was nothing inside.
Using the dagger to pry open the floorboard, Daneel removed the rucksack that was inside.
Inside was what he had finally been looking for. His eyes shone both with the reflection from the Ether blocks and his happiness on finding what he had e for.
1, 2, 3,.....10! 10 Ether blocks! He had really struck a jackpot this time!
This was equivalent to 100 Golden Lans, which was a staggering amount. Daneel had never even seen such an amount of wealth before.
Along with the Ether blocks was another map, made of a shiny silver material. There was also a diary.
Daneel wondered if he would find clues in it regarding why the thieves had chosen to rob a house in the slums after apparently pleting a high-profile robbery. This had been bothering him ever since he had heard the news about the other robbery.
Later on, he had inquired with Elanev for more details. It turned out that it had been a puzzling case. The actual amount of wealth stolen was little, because the thieves had actually broken into the library of a minister like Elanev's father. The authorities had no clue regarding their motives. Some even said they had just gone into the wrong place, thinking it was the house's treasury.
After checking the library, it was found that nothing else was missing.
When Elanev had said 'little wealth', he had discarded it thinking it was a measly amount. Only now did he realize his foolishness. His "little" and Elanev's "little" were two entirely different things.
100 Golden Lans would enable a family to set up a business in the outer city and live a paratively lavish life. But to fighters, mages and the true rich and influential, this was nothing.
Daneel decided to leave first, remembering the priest's warning. He put everything back in the rucksack and proceeded to the door.
Footsteps were heard in the wall just as he opened the door. It was a constable, who was running across the corridor while hurriedly putting on his pants.
He screeched to a halt in front of Daneel, noticing the royal crest on his coat.
"My Lord!
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