(Andraus)<br/><br/>Zion had allowed himself a moment to relax. His body, his mind- They were all drained and sapped. His magical reserves were burned through during the fight. He had managed to bandage up his body and treat the worst of the wounds, but he would be sore for the rest of the day. Zion was actually thinking of sleeping the day away, but idle hands were Maddox's workshop, as his mother would say. He had to keep up appearances as well, so he was writing down trade agreements with several other companies- He had said at the party he would help the Queen bring trade back to the city, and he had to show that he meant it. He needed to become her Master of Coin, it was the only way he'd get close enough to her that he could start influencing the decisions of the city.<br/><br/>Zion had just written up the purchase agreement for fresh seeds and soil from Ashwood, a town to the North-East from here, when he felt Azurine's presence in his mind. However, it wasn't to probe....she wanted him to come to her. Zion would let out a growl, wanting to refuse, but doing so would only make him look guilty. Plus her voice was rather....alluring, if he had to admit. This made Zion think on something- If circumstances had been different, could they have been lovers? They were both powerful beings, both trained by higher powers, both had goals they strive for, and....Now that Zion thought about it, they had a rather lot in common.<br/><br/>It was actually quite unnerving.<br/><br/>Stepping outside, dressed in<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.kultofathena.com%2Fimages%2F100764.jpg&amp;hash=e94a1a5a5f2091796c089aff780a6bb4" href="http://www.kultofathena.com/images/100764.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">casual clothing </a>that fit snug around him. He would signal for her to come in, as he would hand the purchase agreement to a<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fi.pinimg.com%2F736x%2Fd1%2F57%2Fe2%2Fd157e2ff265c5e908d35ee4b85255869--high-fantasy-medieval-fantasy.jpg&amp;hash=d511bcf5c29b47b01a2ac95e0f03533e" href="https://i.pinimg.com/736x/d1/57/e2/d157e2ff265c5e908d35ee4b85255869--high-fantasy-medieval-fantasy.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">male</a>. "<b>Give this to Mayor Hemdi. Bring back the goods safely and this- " </b>He would press the gold into his hand. "<b>Will be doubled. "</b>He said. The young man would bow his head, before quickly walking out. Zion would look over towards Azurine. "<b>You know, I told you back at the Party I am trying to lead a normal life. You being here kinda doesn't help that. "</b>He said, before leading her to a<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fproperties.scottscastles.com%2F13_5972_1920.jpg&amp;hash=2b4295051cf6a33bbfaffb27be92877c" href="https://properties.scottscastles.com/13_5972_1920.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">lounge room</a>. Raising up his hand and pointing it towards the fire place, the flames would spring to life, as well as the candles, bringing a faint vanilla scent to the room.<br/><br/>Zion would seat himself, careful not to agitate his wounds, as he would watch a servant girl bring in some<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fi.pinimg.com%2F736x%2F07%2F57%2Fb3%2F0757b320b58e07292eb9cb87d566bcef--spiced-rum-foxes.jpg&amp;hash=1efd3960b707e6940c5e8b3a350d68f5" href="https://i.pinimg.com/736x/07/57/b3/0757b320b58e07292eb9cb87d566bcef--spiced-rum-foxes.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">spiced rum</a>and<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.costume-company.co.uk%2Fassets%2Fhogroast%2Fhog-roast-dark.jpg&amp;hash=ac40ef9e0e1cb3dd41346be73bde0425" href="http://www.costume-company.co.uk/assets/hogroast/hog-roast-dark.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">dressed roast hog</a>. Zion would pour her and himself a glass, as he looked at a letter from the Queen Mirielle, a request for more grain to be brought to the city. He'd have to reach out for the Duke of Tameka for that, but it was an easy fix. If all went according to plan, he'd have pretty much complete control over the food distribution. If Mirielle needed food, she'd have to come to him, and that gave him an edge over things. He would press the Rum to his lips, but only take a sip. He had to keep a clear head, it was already hard to keep his eyes off of Azurine, but would offer her some Hog. "<b>Try it, it goes amazingly with the Spiced Rum, I assure you."<br/>
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Finished reading through, he would lace his fingers together, and look at Azurnine, trying to keep this professional. "<b>So tell me- What brings you here?""</b></b>