<br/>"Well I'm not bidding on it further. I wonder what else will present itself..."  Erebus caught on to Na'Amah's hint. The Bitch Queen wasn't sure if Erebus had any reason to guard Tapheron's interests. To Avoid potential eavesdropping Na'Amah resorted to telepathy<em> "I seek the rod known as the Despoiler of Flesh. I do not know it's location, but it was last in the possession of a powerful yugoloth named Tapheron." </em><br/><br/>"His Grace, Duke Dispaiter has taken notice of me. I'll not keep him waiting...this time..." Na'Amah took two graceful steps away before turning to Erebus and doing a full curtsy. "By your leave. I look forward to our continued dealings and the mutual profit they will bring."<br/><br/>In his visage Dispaiter seemed to change between a small goatee and a completely clean shaven face. Either way he was very good looking. At some time in the past Na'Amah would have sought to seduce the lord to further it's own power. The same goal every pleasure devil on the second layer had. Things were different now, The Bitch queen was a powerful entity in it's own right. The forces of evil tended to decry love as a weakness, but under the right circumstances Na'Amah had seen how much strength it could give. Morwell knew the pleasures and power that arose from such a thing. If good could use that force so well, Na'Amah could only fantasies about what foul things evil could wrought. The Bitch Queen had a talent for understanding how the forces of good worked and could turn their own weapons against them. That fact only made Na'Amah more monstrous in the eyes of the upper planes.<br/><br/>Romance might have been a thought in the back of it's mind, but it also had more practical reasons for wanting to meet with Dispaiter. Perfidia was most accessale through the City of Dis and it made sense to start closest to home when reaching out into diabolical politics. Most of the Lords had an official consort who's power was respectable. Dispaiter was no exception, but the only Archducal bride that The Bitch Queen had any fear of was Balphegor. Na'Amah even theorized that it was the ancient witches presence that made Asmodeus give Mephistophelies such a loose chain.<br/><br/>Head held high Na'Amah slinked over to Dispaiter until it curtsied in front of him. The Frostwind Virago took the que<em>"Presenting The Majesty Na'Amah. Absolute Monarch of Perfidia"</em>Na'Amah extended it's hand palm down to the Duke of hell. "Is your grace enjoying your time here? I believe Malcanthet wasn't having such a good time"  Na'Amah made sure to draw attention to it's actions partly to show off for Dispaiter. If the Bitch Queen could see the Archduke candidly than it could make a more accurate judgement of him and his value.