Roxy wondered around the room as the men talked. She had never been good being still when she wasn't on the job. She randomly picked the men's pocket. She hadn't found anything interesting as of yet. When the disgraced mage commented on the becoming lax. She snorted. Security was a joke. Of course that's what happened when you depended on humans and magic. Humans could be bribed, blackmailed, tricked, or killed. And magic was just undependable. 

[color=blue]"And why would knowing who killed this incompetent snitch?"[/color] Roxy asked. She could probably find out who had killed the King's officer and why. It might have been a contract but she thought it was more likely just payback for confessing. No body liked people who talked. [color=blue]"Stool pigeon don't live long."[/color] 

She found a gold coin in the pockets of one of the guards. She started tossing it randomly.[color=blue] "I could find out. Shouldn't take me more than an hour. But I'm going to need my knives back."[/color] She could hear the Duke grit his teeth. She didn't know why he was so reluctant to give them back to her. Unless he had done something that might have put him on her radar. Not that he was safe because she didn't have them. She would get them back eventually. 

The stixs wasn't a place she had been while exploring. Mostly because it would have drawn too much attention. Almost everyone there was likely to know her. Her father was head of the assassin's guild and the biggest gang in the city. It shouldn't take more than a few minutes to find out who killed the King's officer and why. 

[color=f7941d]"You said you didn't need them to be dangerous." [/color]The duke pointed out. 

[color=blue]"I don't. But I have a reputation. Do you think anyone in the stixs is going to believe I'm there by choice without them?"[/color] Roxy ask. They probably wasn't. Some of them would already knew she was here.