The Merchant King has received a vast quantity of wine. He is preparing for another feast. He seems unshaken with his preparations, even though wine is prohibited by his religion. If he can ignore the laws of his Prophet so easily, one can only wonder what other impious acts he'll commit.
Altaïr sat on a nearby bench, and listened in to the conversation between a civilian and Abu'l Nuqoud's guard.
Guard:The last of it has been delivered.
Civilian:Good. Make sure he also knows it wasn't easy arranging a shipment like this.
Guard:It's only wine. Some can be fickle in their faith.
Civilian:Your Holy Book says something on the subject I believe. "Leave them, that they may eat and enjoy themselves, and that hope may beguile them, for they will soon know. And never did we destroy a town that had a term made known."