“Excuse me, miss... My employer wishes to invite you to join us on our voyage,” a cultivator who looked like a servant came over and said to Quinley out of the blue.
“Your employer?” Quinley was slightly startled.
“Yes. Mr. Zupakie would like to invite you to sail the Night Sea together,” the servant elaborated, pointing to someone a stone’s throw away.
Quinley glanced in the direction he was pointing, only to see a man dressed in a white shirt waving at her with a smile, looking very much gentlemanly.
She was just about to decline when she noticed Jared throwing her a look.
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