I had to say that while the entire misadventure with Staghead wasn't on the top ten of my most pleasant experiences, I brought some good things out of it. Namely, the connections with Cornellio, Eve and Bob. I would even call them friends, the kind that doesn't chat together much, but can watch each other back.
Cornellio lamented the loss of the reputation of his—just opened!—auction house, and the loss of the trust of vampires to the idea of socialising more. After the incident that happened, very few would dare to accept the invitation again, unless he excludes vampires out of the list of guests—and they were some of the most profitable clients.
I could only sympathise.
Our team's roads separated again, but there was an unspoken promise to keep in contact. And when I and JJ left for St. Petersburg, Eve asked to come with so she could—just as she wanted to—research my fragment of the jade seal.
