Cecily Edevane brooded over several things as she looked at the spot where Jack Allen disappeared. 'Looks like things are finally going to get interesting.' She smiled a little and put away the box Jack had given her.
"He doesn't seem to like you very much." She said, glancing at Charles, who stood behind her.
He shrugged his shoulders. "Well, what can I do? I'm not a beautiful woman who says a few nice words to him every now and then to keep him there." He replied, and Cecily scoffed.
"Well, it's not like you have the charisma to get people to like you, either."
"That's rude, Lady Edevane."
"But I'm right."
"..."
Cecily Edevane started walking in the opposite direction from where Jack had gone after this exchange of words.
Charles sighed and followed her. "What did you buy him?"
