CHAPTER 73 – Near the knuckles
Radur’s POV
“How many years have you been in this tattoo business?” I asked, leaning back against the chair. His house was a small one, my bed chamber in Drutitopia was almost bigger than this. The small dining table with four chairs proved that the man was not getting a healthy income.
“Your Grace, I have been doing this for many years. I don’t keep a special record book of people who come here to do a tattoo. I just do my job and they pay me,” he responded softly.
“How many people do tattoos from you in a year?” Reigyn questioned.
“Your Grace, forgive me, but I don’t remember a count to say how many of people come to me. Your Grace, is there any problem with my tattoos?” he inquired fearfully. Reigyn looked at me and I shook my head, warning him not
