Belvan hastily arranged a wedding, which was, in fact, quite lackluster throughout the proceedings due to his lack of enthusiasm. Unlike other guests who exerted great effort to endure, he quickly allowed the prostitute to complete her work.
Belvan then urged her,
"Hurry, take me to see the godmother."
Having just received a silver coin, worth her usual nightly income, and considering that Belvan's business was done so quickly, she was the perfect customer. She didn't delay but gratefully thanked the Craftsman God Hiris while diligently leading Belvan to a small alley beside the temple.
The alley was dark, filled with a complex stench of decay. Lying on either side were men and women, along with unidentifiable secretions and vomit. Belvan frowned and suppressed the urge to retch.
