Herald of Vengeance

Purple Lotus

"What do you mean?"

What was he saying? That the key to that immeasurable bulk of riches was right around his fingers? How could that be true? How would he even know? He wasn't the one who gave Hermes the ring.

"I know who gave you that ring. I know he told you that it is to protect you. But it is way more than that. More even than the gold you're looking for. This ring has a very tragic story right behind it's very existence."

Hermes ruminated on his words. There were hard and confident, and they harbored a certain fear.

"I'm not looking for the gold", he said, his eyes reinforcing his speech. "I want to find my mother."

Then, bending down before Bell and staring into his suspicious eyes, Hermes requested. "Do you know anything about her?"

This might just end his endless search. If this man knew of his mother's whereabouts, gold or no gold, he would be the happiest man alive. He would lay low completely and forget about revenge. He would live in peace without a lover, but then with a