Dinner lasted shy of an hour, around said time, Asmodeus and Kul would be on their way home. Vanesa did as she always did, swallowed the food at a rapid pace. Odgar and Jula were left wondering how a petite body could fit such an amount. The pacing worked in Igna's favor, soon, they would return to the study. Stuffed stomachs and a sleepy undertone, the seating arrangements remained the same in exception of Igna, who sat a little further from the chief. In time, the distance would grow on his command.
"Chief Rozemal, do you know anything about D'Loa and Konpth?"
"Families of great prominence, why, what's the matter?"
"How big of a scandal would it be if the D'Loa name was caught in dubious activities?"
"I imagine the government would be terrified, why, is something the matter?"
"Zer D'Loa was the captive I questioned, he was sent on orders from the Patek Dynasty," her demeanor changed, "-by the look you gave, am I to assume this is bad?"
