"Stop fidgeting," I scolded Luca. "It'll be fine…"
"Tell that to the sweat dripping down your face," Luca countered. Then he sighed. "She's here to scold us… isn't she?"
"Probably," I answered while my eyes searched the sky.
Luca and I were waiting on the roof of Hoodwink Tower for Great General Darah to arrive. The others were down in the Great Hall, where I left managing the banquet planned for Darah's visit to Aura and Arah.
Yes, it is exactly what you're thinking, dear reader. I was hoping a hearty meal and copious amounts of alcohol would soften Darah up a bit — might even decommission that iron fist of hers for the rest of the night.
Why would I go to such trouble just to appease her, you ask? Well, that's because Luca was right. Yeah, Darah was definitely arriving because she had major clan business in the Westmarch, but that didn't mean she wouldn't tie up a few loose strings during her visit.
