"Well, that went well, don't you think?"
"Yes, my queen."
Garrett O'Donnell took Valiah Hundra's hand as she stepped down from her altar with a big smile plastered on her face. She was draped in a black robe, complete with black makeup and her ginger-coloured chin-length bob hair. Her scrying mirror had been covered with a silky red cloth before she accepted Garrett's help. It was one of her favourite things to use whenever she desired to see into the future, into the present, and to communicate with anyone and everyone who she wished to.
