~Chapter 118~
"Oh. No, that's not it at all," Andarow remarked, promptly plucking the box from Mae hands. "The King never takes anything directly. That's what I'm here for; and them." He motioned to the group of servants following discreetly behind him. "Gift runners. Keeps everything moving in an orderly fashion. Also helps keep them undamaged and secure." Turning, he handed the box to the nearest gift runner, and with a box firmly in hand, they turned and left. "See? Exquisitely easy."
"I suppose that does make sense," Mae replied as Andarow smiled down at her. "I'm glad to see that you're doing well. I was worried when you left last night. I hope you'll stop by again. You were an excellent partner."
"Yes," he replied, his expression growing dower. "I'd like that very much."
"You're welcome to stop by whenever you like. Maybe next time we can introduce you to Monopoly," Ven remarked, joining in on the conversation.
"That would certainly be entertaining," Mae replied.
