“I want to Mark him properly,” Ondrea repeated. “There aren’t many griffins that interest me. A lot of those I met usually let their names and money speak for themselves. This human, though, faced me with absolutely nothing to hide behind, and played me like I was a stupid cub. It was rather humbling.” She paused and turned to her. “As you claim to be responsible for his well-being, then I shall state my intentions clearly. I will approach him and ask him for a Round. Then, we’ll see how it goes.” 