The nobles of the Golden Valley Kingdom would naturally not stay at the Sea Pearl Hall like King Morne, but their accommodations were by no means shabby.
It was a luxurious inn near the port named Fog Island.
As a private inn, there were no Guards stationed at the entrance, so Roland walked through the main doors with ease.
Just as he was about to ask a lobby attendant about Dalko's whereabouts, a fierce argument suddenly erupted from upstairs.
"Hmph! You country bumpkin from Black Water Territory, where's your father?"
"To actually send a greenhorn who hasn't even inherited his title to have an audience with His Majesty Morne, it seems that old codger Fosling doesn't respect His Majesty in the slightest!"
"Don't you insult my father!"
Hearing the familiar voice, Roland gave the attendant a nod of thanks before quickly ascending the stairs.
