When Isadorian was gathering the army to teach all the rebels a lesson now that their leader was captured, he saw no reason to let them stay low and do whatever they wanted.
Meanwhile, Elvirita was with Kai, hanging her head low, worried about Zephyr.
Noticing her dismal, Kai tried to shift the conversation.
"How was it like being a dancer among the upper lads? Moreover, I am surprised Zephyr wasn't jealous of the leers,"
She was sitting on the bench while he was standing next to it, lighting up his cigarette, exhaling the smoke in the air.
"He is but he had to bear with it," She chuckled nervously.
"Why?"
"Because Zephyr left, he delegated this task to me, to keep a keen eye on the higher ups," She explained why she was dancing for high and corrupt officials.
"He said the Queens of Delphia are the masters of politics."
"Oh, right, I forgot about that,"
