"You tongued a mercenary!" Essmay cried, pacing up and down our living room. She had insisted that we leave the tavern right after, much to the boys' confusion. Since our shift was over and all reports had been written, we were free to go home. I, however, was still a captive to Essmay.
"It was just a kiss-"
"Just a kiss? Skyee, he's a killer! A cold-blooded murderer and you just tongued him down in an alleyway."
I opened my mouth to defend myself, but could not find a proper retort.
"He's hot?" I offered and Essmay gave me a withering look. I sighed and laid down against Luna who was curled up behind me on our giant sofa.
"Not an excuse! Okay, start from the beginning. What happened between him and you?"
I groaned, "Nothing! Really! I mean at Silver's lair he just seemed like a bloke who didn't want to do that so we pretended. I mean yes it was odd that he said I was payment-" Essmay scowled at me and I continued.
"Mr. Silver said I would be his deposit for all the work, well killing, that Mr. Nightstorm had done. I assumed he had done it in order to protect me from anyone else trying to have their way with me. It was a nice gesture."
"And did it ever occur to you that he might actually consider you his now?"
"Of course not! That's preposterous."
"Then why did he kiss you?"
"W-well obviously he..." I blanked.
"Okay, I have no idea what that kiss was about. He also whispered something odd: all hail the new Mr. Silver. I didn't understand it since he didn't even seem to like the guy." None of this was making sense actually. Essmay folded her arms over her chest, biting her lip, and emanating disappointment. Then, her face loosened and it slid into a smile.
"You're an idiot you know. That man is dangerous. Ugh, but that side profile. Woof. I hope you got a good look at him in that room."
I waggled my eyebrows, "Oh you have no idea. That man is scrumptious. Still, you're right, as usual, he is dangerous. Until we know more about him I will keep my hunger at bay. Leave it to me to fall for a damn mercenary." We laughed together and Essmay curled up on the couch with me.
"You're my favorite idiot you know," She cooed affectionately, hugging me with her beautiful blue and emerald wings.
"You're mine." I hummed in response, stretching out my wings to embrace her as well.
We must have fallen asleep like that because the next thing I heard was banging on the door. Most Hunters lived in the same building, but it was an early hour to be woken up.
I dragged my ass to the door feeling sore and exhausted.
"What is it?" I groaned, opening up the door. Morales, a young Hunter on the floor below, stood outside my door. She had red hair and cute robin wings that made her look even more childlike.
"Emergency meeting at the Nest. Mr. Silver has been killed." She was breathless and wide-eyed. I didn't blame her. This much leadership changeover had its consequences and one of those was unrest in Silver District. Sergeant Wethers was probably calling on all Hunters.