The duchess and I were escorted back to our rooms swiftly by our escort, and he gave me a curious look before he went away.
I locked my door and tried to focus on my thoughts, but panic made it harder.
Once I had name-dropped the goddess, the vibe of the dinner had changed. The duchess looked proud of me and seemed to have no worry.
I could only look at her confidently as well, but I was a mess inside.
As we headed back, the duchess spoke to me softly so that our escort wouldn't hear her words.
"I am sure you are aware that the temple is not a good place. Shopkeeper, please be careful while you are here. Especially at night from now on."
The duchess told me, and I took only one conclusion out of it — my life was in danger.
"Fuck! Just what did I get myself into? Why did I have to open my mouth and say all that?"
I asked myself, and I could not come up with a justified reason as to why I did it. So I could only attribute it to a momentary lapse in judgment on my part.
