'To have someone that powerful working in the Emerald City,' Cruse wiped his brows, '-it's reassuring. And to be honest, there's nothing else I would do to make this situation any better.'
"Problem," Menti grabbed her forehead, "-I asked the general to free Elsa," she looked at Cruse, "-maybe he won't notice that she's here?"
"And you sent them?"
Before they realized, the adventuring guild was visited by a messenger, "-General Carl is asking for the services of the Morticians. We've had a little incident at the city dungeon."
"Requests are made through there," she pointed at the office, "-discuss it with them."
Cogs around the emerald city went in full swing. Duke Emri called a meeting with influential people in the city. Evening set upon the landscape. Warm candles made the rounds of the dinning hall. A meeting disguised as a ball. Fenrir found herself in their midst with a drink in hand and wearing a beautiful dress, "-I appreciate help."
