“Ten gold aven.” The purr paused for a moment, but started up again. “Ten, and the potential of increased clientele, not just with my visit, but by association with them. They’re quite popular at the cabaret, and their service can be requested outside of the establishment.” He lifted a brow, smile still on his face. The gleam of his teeth in the light brighter as he spoke. “An arrangement that could be extended to you, again, if deemed beneficial by the Ladies. And if you don’t take this, it’s really more your loss than ours.” He chuckled, low and not as sweet as one might expect the sound to be. “How do you think Candy has fare thus far in their illustrious career?”
There was nothing particularly dangerous about haggling with someone, but it did give him the slightest of buzzes. Maybe it had to do with the fact that he was practically swindling the Avialae. His mind had already worked out the details of the first payment. No specifications — Mino could give him anything and it would count for the desired 250. But the other had not been careful with his words, not the way he should be when dealing with Mino or making any sort of deals. Maybe he would explain it when all was said and done.
The other had the right amount of caution, though. A skeptic view of the details already given to him. Good, but misplaced. Mino wondered if he’d be more careful with these sorts of things when he walked out of this room.
“I’ve already told you everything that I am able to tell you.” He shrugged, glanced toward the window. “Yes, some of the security team was reliable enough that we thought it best to hire them once more. There’s nothing wrong with bringing back people who do good work, is there?” He did find it the slightest bit odd that he thought the cotillion would have some sort of ulterior motive. No one smart would do something to a bunch of nobles at once in such a large gathering. It did leave houses open and provide opportunities, but it also made the Lekivians a target as the hosts. They were putting themselves as much at risk as anyone else that would be in attendance.
“You can trust that I have not told you a single lie about what will be taking place. If anything changes between now and the cotillion, you will be informed. I can promise you that much, and to uphold my end of this deal.” The purr had settled back into his words, a hand pushing his bangs out of his face so he could look the other in the eyes properly. “I’m nothing if not someone who keeps my word.”
There was nothing particularly dangerous about haggling with someone, but it did give him the slightest of buzzes. Maybe it had to do with the fact that he was practically swindling the Avialae. His mind had already worked out the details of the first payment. No specifications — Mino could give him anything and it would count for the desired 250. But the other had not been careful with his words, not the way he should be when dealing with Mino or making any sort of deals. Maybe he would explain it when all was said and done.
The other had the right amount of caution, though. A skeptic view of the details already given to him. Good, but misplaced. Mino wondered if he’d be more careful with these sorts of things when he walked out of this room.
“I’ve already told you everything that I am able to tell you.” He shrugged, glanced toward the window. “Yes, some of the security team was reliable enough that we thought it best to hire them once more. There’s nothing wrong with bringing back people who do good work, is there?” He did find it the slightest bit odd that he thought the cotillion would have some sort of ulterior motive. No one smart would do something to a bunch of nobles at once in such a large gathering. It did leave houses open and provide opportunities, but it also made the Lekivians a target as the hosts. They were putting themselves as much at risk as anyone else that would be in attendance.
“You can trust that I have not told you a single lie about what will be taking place. If anything changes between now and the cotillion, you will be informed. I can promise you that much, and to uphold my end of this deal.” The purr had settled back into his words, a hand pushing his bangs out of his face so he could look the other in the eyes properly. “I’m nothing if not someone who keeps my word.”
