"I see. Well, perhaps you should have something posted for foreigners to know it is private property, and not just the supernatural, but everyone. Of course, most probably would not care. Do you wish for tribute then? What would you like?" Draven asked wonder if he should remain in this woman's presence or not.
: Belanie?
¡°Did I ask for Tribute Lord Phillips ,¡± she said calmly.?
She eyed him closely and then?
Belanie smirked. ¡°We are not an uncivilized people, Lord Phillips. We offer?our visitors a nice array of places where they are free to partake in what frivolity that tickles their fancy. For those that like to dabble beyond that, well it¡¯s best that they learn our law and ways. Then they will not find themselves in the middle of what could be quite the distasteful conundrum.?
In all of my days, I have only had three dare to encroach upon my space without paying proper tribute. One, like yourself was unaware of our ways, was adequately contrite and allowed to go on his way. Another, did it as a sign of strength. An attempt to show me he was capable of taking my territory if he still wanted it. He¡¯s dead and I used skin as a rug in my bedroom. And then there¡¯s you. And just like with your predecessor, I brought him to my home to see what type of man he was. ?Like I¡¯m doing with you.¡±