The Grayfur Rat Priest snorted. "Olmedo Just Right, who are you going with?"
Annan found it hard to decide. Prince Aidan's position was unclear. Going with him risked exposing himself, but he could get some answers. Besides, the prince had offered him two bags of gemstones.
Going with the Grayfur Rat Priest would let him stay undercover in the Chaos Cult. Surrounded by Ratfolk, he wouldn't risk exposure. And the priest had offered him a bag of gemstones too...
"One more bag," Prince Aidan said evenly.
Annan's gaze turned resolute again. He told the Grayfur Rat Priest, "Sorry. As a succubus, I care about looks."
"What does that mean?"
"It means Aidan looks a little better than you lot."
Furious at being toyed with, the Grayfur Rat Priest snapped, "You said you were half Stuen Ratfolk!"
"You actually believed a demon?" Annan would never say anything so damaging to his credibility aloud. Instead, he answered, "I'm also half Paem Kingdomer, actually."
"Gray Mist..."
The Grayfur Rat Priest glared at Prince Aidan. Unmoved, the prince still wore the warm smile Annan knew so well. "Black Monkey, there's no need to fight me over him. If I recall correctly, male calico cats can't reproduce."
Annan bristled. "Want to find out? Wait, no..."
Have I taken this succubus act too far? Or is the Succubus Bloodline affecting me? That's terrifying!
"He can't reproduce?" the Grayfur Rat Priest asked suspiciously.
"Your Stuen Clan is so good at breeding. Why don't you go back and ask your clan?"
The Grayfur Rat Priest turned and left. He would check for himself. A succubus who couldn't reproduce wasn't worth a dispute with Gray Mist.
From start to finish, he never once looked at the bag of gemstones Annan was holding up.
One bag earned!
Annan tucked the