After the dinner ended, Wolfe and the others went to the balcony where the helipad had been created to wait for their guests. It wasn't like the city would be difficult to find in the fading light, but with the Familiar Bond, Stephanie would be able to easily home in on him, and standing outside would make the proper landing spot much clearer when she was close.
But they weren't the only ones that were outside waiting. The Coven had sent some of the Advisors of their own to help with the escort and any luggage that might need to be moved, not realizing that they usually travelled very light, as most of what they needed could be made with magic on the spot.
If they were here, the Coven Council would have realized that it was a terrible mistake to send their advisors out to meet Wolfe, but as it stood, they were safely back at home, with their minions doing the unpleasant work for them.
"Good Evening, Patriarch."
"Mister Wolfe."
"Snow Demon."
