She does not

Feeling something was off, Allisa choose to remain cautious. The shadey merchant does not seem the type to generously give out gifts like this, and who is to say he is being truthful about the ring. She closes the box, and turns to the face the merchant. "I can not accept this gift." Allisa watched his confident smirk dissappear off his face, feeling empowered by the sight. Whatever trap this was, Allisa knew she was able to avoid falling for it.

"If there is no more business to conclude, I will now depart. Goodbye" Despite how uncomfortable she felt wearing this dress, she knew Roland and the rest of the party must be starting to worry about her disapperance.

"I suppose that bastard Chet has disappear, hasn't he?"Allisa questioned outloud, mostly to herself. A large part of her want to inflict unimaginable **** and pain upon him, for his defilement of her royal body. Though a small part, an recently awaken part want to inflict more sexual type of **** upon him, play with his body like he played with hers. Though expectedly he had better things to do with his time, and has likely disappeared off into the slum, never to be encountered again. 'Like probably make more of his street rats' The thought reminded her, Allisa needed to apply a contraceptive spell to prevent his seed from taking root soon. She could not forgive herself if she actually became the mother of one of his bastards.

As she started to exit the room, however the merchant interjected "Wait wait wait" He rushed to get between Allisa and the door.

"If you want to find Chet. I know exactly how you can find him" The merchant attempted to bargain with Allisa, he could see his chance to fuck the elf mage dwindling quicker than he could ever imagine. Allisa paused for a moment to starred bewilderedly at the sweating merchant.

"I bet he swindle you. Took advantage of you. Did unforgivable things to you. Right?" The memories of her deflowering and subsequent humiliation flashed through her mind.

"Go on..." Allisa reluctantly spoke, she didn't want to entertain another second with this merchant. But she knew she could never track a slippy scoundrel like Chet on her own.

"He's swindle me on many items he's bought me. Always bringing me fake shit. I've lost some much coin and time cause of that pervy cunt" The merchant continued his tirade against Chet, attempting to build some sort of rapport between the two. Allisa was aware of the tactics, but it was nonetheless effective in at least improving her image of the merchant, another victim of Chet.

"But I know the bastard quite well, know his little habits and quirks. I bet he's fucked one of his 'street rats' into you, the bastard loves making more bastards. I know how you could find him" Merchant laid his bait, fully capturing the elf's attention.

"How?" Allisa took the bait.

"First, let's make a deal" The merchant said, putting out his grubby dirty open hand.