"I think he just wants you so caught up in it that you won't care about tomorrow."
Black Widow straightened Annan's collar. "The Grand Lord didn't even show up at the banquet. Only one of his sons did."
Annan slapped away the hand Black Widow had slipped into his Mage Robe. "Then he's seriously underestimated me."
"Let's go back. If we're gone too long, they might get suspicious."
Annan headed out of the washroom, but Black Widow called him back.
"We're missing one little detail."
"What detail?"
"We've been in the washroom so long. If nothing happened..." Black Widow slipped an arm around Annan and lowered her face toward his cheek.
A hand holding a Gold Nugget slipped between them. "I found this outside. Not bad, right?"
"Who cares?"
Black Widow took the Gold Nugget and tossed it aside. "Darling, I've been acting for you all day. Don't I deserve a reward?"
"How about another round of funding for the Disciplinary Legion this year?"
The Disciplinary Legion consisted entirely of mages, and unruly ones at that. So although it was larger than only the Foreign Races Legion, its funding nearly equaled that of the Three Great Legions combined...
It was worth it, though. No one knew what strange things those mages might come up with.
Black Widow's finger brushed Annan's lips. "You know that's not what I want..."
"Miss Lucia, please behave yourself."
"What are you afraid of? Do you think I'd eat you?"
"Wouldn't you?"
The haze in Black Widow's eyes cleared. "You little tease..."
Annan retrieved the Gold Nugget Black Widow had thrown away, then followed her out of the washroom and back to the banquet.
After a day on the move, Annan was hungry. He asked a maid to bring him some food, then said to Black