Riordan slumped in relief at he Sage's words. That was much better than some of the alternative scenarios he had though up. After Desira had slipped from his grasp and started acting riled up, he'd thought for a moment that maybe he'd misread her wants ad intentions. However, after a few moments and seeing how distracted the Sage got, he realized what she was doing and sighed. The Sorcerous Charlatan has been torn between taking advantage, and not wanting to risk angering the Sage and getting his ass kicked.<br/><br/>'Rinn might be confident in his skills, but he wasn't stupid. Presumably, the old man had decades of experience and magical research on him.<br/><br/>Still, at Lea's words, the Half-Elf groaned ad stepped forward, grabbing her under the shoulders and pulling her from the Sage's dick. As he did, he said,<b>"It seems our moment of fun has ended. To business, then. You say you offer a task from the Queen, but do you have proof of this? A letter bearing the royal seal, perhaps? And if we do take on this task, to find the Royal Children, what kind of rewad are we looking at?"</b>