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Erik Lockheart was a man of business. Despite lacking the physical or spiritual fortification that allowed cultivators to spend hours of the night awake, he still always dedicated and sacrificed hours of sleep to properly tend to his affairs.
Tonight was one such night.
After the conversation at dinner with that pretentious pretty boy Evian Stygian and urged on by his daughter to give in to his request, Erik had decided to put in a call to the Renam Estate.
While he and Frida Renan were on friendly terms, it would be foolish of him to simply drop in, especially when he wasn't visiting alone.
The call was quick. Gracious as ever, Frida Renan stated that her doors were opened to the visitors if Erik could truly vouch for them.
"I can," Erik said quietly, " I think."
"What's the reason for their visit?" Frida asked, her voice so melodious, it caused the redheaded man's heart to ache,
"Political," Erik answered. His voice calm.
