Stavanger Bay Troverai quella mia timidezza

Valentine was a bard at heart, or so says anyone patient enough to lend an ear. Always weaving threads of his colorful imagination into stories. He takes it as a compliment.
To his question Pier answers with a no. At least something of the sort. They’d be foolish, he says, to come after him. But there were many fools in this world. Even more so driven blindly by reward. How valuable was this prince’s head?
Valentine hummed. Why? Were you hoping to see me again? He laughed beneath his breath. We don’t have to part so soon, you know. You could come with me. Get a glimpse into a traveler’s life. He added with a grin. It is very exciting.