“You think I’m a pawn in their game? You and the Circle…all of you…are my little playthings… I have been playing you all, the way I desired!” Mart says boldly and Tirad grins. Mart becomes agitated by Tirad’s laughter.

“Poor Lealy… She used to think like you! I had to show her who is in charge…when I finished her off in Parsana… You will have your turn and this little frog too!” he says and points to Dalia. Mart pretends to laugh loud and as soon as he gets out of the booth, he immediately replaces his fake laughter with a frown. He lets the guard go back in and starts ordering him and the other two guards that escorted him to the harbour. He speaks loudly, probably so that Tirad could hear him as well. He keeps raising his voice as he speaks, once to catch the guards’ attention, another time to babble and then to warn them.

“This man is obviously not Tirad…and who knows who this poor girl is. They are imposters. But since the man is not alone, we won’t send him to the soldiers yet. We have to decide what to do with the wretched girl first… Take them both back to the Ship for now!” Mart orders loudly. The guards walk to the door but Mart shouts, stopping them.

“Cover their heads. They shouldn’t see where they are being taken. Take them to the lowest level to the paper storage cabin. Don’t take your eyes off them until I return!” he continues his orders. One of the guards turns to Mart.

“Please, Master… Do not go back to the Ship alone… I can go and bring two guards to escort you,” the guard says. Mart agrees. He shouldn’t even stand there alone, even though its celebration time and no one is around the harbour. He is afraid of walking alone in the Saviour Island routes. He gets back to the booth. The head-guard hands him a bag.

“What do we do with this, sir?” he asks. Mart takes the bag and hangs it over his shoulder.

“I know what to do with it… Did they have anything else?” Mart asks.

“They came with a personal boat… We have ceased it,” the guard replies. Mart orders them to search the boat thoroughly and give him whatever they find in the boat. He then orders him to unchain Tirad’s and Dalia’s feet and cover their mouths and put something over their heads. The guard looks around and finds only one empty sack around the booth that he puts over Dalia’s head. He looks at Mart desperately asking his permission to allow him go and find another sack. The outer booth door opens and two boatmen enter from the docks with a box that they are carefully carrying. Mart shouts at them and wants them not to enter. The guards send the boatmen out, ordering them to wait outside. The boatmen say they have brought the wine that Master Mart had ordered for that night. The feast has already started and Mart had ordered the wine for dinner, trying to impress his special guests: the chiefs of Oxan and the Ships. Now that it has finally arrived, it should at least be served at the dinner table. He can’t keep them waiting outside on the pier. It will take time for the guard to go and find an empty sack and Mart doesn’t want the boatmen to see Tirad’s face. Mart inevitably takes off his purple Saviour turban and hands it to the guard ordering him to cover Tirad’s head with it. He then allows the boatmen to enter.