"Excellent. Now, then, I have things to do, so I'll see you later, Ivy." Finexia murmured, running a hand across the swelling belly of her nymph, then returning to her chambers. She needed to figure out what to do the following week.<br/><br/>In the end, she realized she needed more minions. If an army came after her, she'd be hard-pressed to stop them. And if the kobolds managed to undermine Bastion, she needed allies.