Tension was in the air.
Though the lady had been smiling, there was something fishy about it. And no, it wasn't the rotten smell of her soul. The lady before me was definitely crooked.
"I don't believe I was expecting you," I said.
"You will have to excuse on that. I heard your grace was in the building and just couldn't wait to meet you," she said, titling her head just a little.
"And why is that?"
"Oh, how frank…" She paused, acting surprised. Was this a game to her? No, she was trying to bewitch me with those subtle cues of hers. The lady was fairly decent looking, so I didn't fault her for trying. If I was a lesser man, I'd have probably fallen for her. Unfortunately, after going through some shit, I could at least tell if a person was faking it or not. "I merely wanted to meet your grace."
I gave the guild master a glance and honestly, he seemed even more troubled so I decided to spare him the questions.
