Hale served the god of merchants, not because he had a passion for trading, but because it paid the bills and would one day pay very well.
He wanted to get ahead. He wanted to be powerful, and make secure those few precious ones he held dear. All was prepared, his path was perfect, and he watched carefully against every diversion.
What sort of diversion? Perhaps a beautiful spirit, who insists he drop everything and follow her. Wherever she might be going...
He, of course, refused, but was about to find out just how determined she really was.