"For my part, I trust you, Lord Scarmantle; in our past dealings you have always kept your word. You have also proven shrewd, so it would not surprise me if the membership of this group comes from a combination of divination and necessary politics. But, as with some others, I am worried about my own participation. I fear this task may not be a simple journey there and back again, but could become a flight from danger and into danger. I take more risks than most mothers, bringing my son along as I travel with valuable cargo through bandit country. However, that danger is small compared to going out of one's way to find bandits and take their spoils."
"I burn for justice in this case. I've had to tell women "
(she chokes up)
"th ... that they were widows and deliver the last gold their husbands would ever earn. Those who would kill just to steal are vermin!"
(she pauses to regain her composure)
"But I don't see how I can bring my son in good conscience. So I would ask you, my Lord, for two favors. First, I would ask that one of your servants be assigned as Ankur's tutor and minder while I am away. Second, if I should die, I would ask that you would raise him as one of your own household. In return, I would take half the compensation that you would otherwise offer me."