The elf looks around carefully. "Not so loud. Irovetti has ears everywhere... But if Your Highness must know,

The elf looks around carefully. "Not so loud. Irovetti has ears everywhere... But if Your Highness must know, so be it. My fellows and I serve the city. Not the crown, not the trading houses, not whoever has the biggest purse — the city. This dump we call Pitax, and all the poor fools who swarm around it. Former kings understood this — they're the ones who arranged it in the first place. But when Irovetti took charge, he thought the city guard would be his personal cutthroats. And once he realized that wasn't the case, he started doing everything in his power to make our jobs harder."