As the morning sun cast its golden hues across the landscape, Valine arrived at the hideout. The hideout, concealed in the depths of the forest.

A large building was at the center while Tents and makeshift shelters dotted the clearing, nestled beneath the dense canopy of towering trees. A communal fire pit stood at the center.

As Valine entered the gate, the rogues, with primal expressions, immediately surrounded her. Without a word, they guided her through the building, leading her to a more concealed area where Madame Rose was. She quietly followed. As she walks, she can feel the wiretap on her clothes.

Madame Rose, wore an ankle-length dress crafted...