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Lowering his tone. he leaned closer to Roman. âYou misunderstand me. The aurors came to my home this morning with an excuse of me importing liquor illegally. If they were concerned about the business, why would they feel the need to raid the manor without a warrant? Youâll need to go through your home. Iâm sure this is just the beginning of Cassiusâ need to prove himself.â
Roman had indeed misunderstood, still caught in the joking nature of their conversation he hadnât quite understood the seriousness of the situation. âMm.â he hummed, leaning forward in the booth slightly, so they could speak without others in the bar hearing. âIâll have the elves do a, cleanout. What is Cassiusâs aim here? Surely there are other ways of proving himself than selling us out.â Roman tsked, taking a sip of his whiskey.Â















