"We'll talk about what just happened later Frost." Just as he was about to prepare himself for his meeting with the leaders of Sedrick's forces Frost heard a chilling voice within his head.
"Ahhh! Maya you, no, what happened… I was just…. Ugh, I'm fucked." There was no response, but Frost could feel her cold judging glare through the ethos. His little flirtation with Anya had been seen by his significant other, she heard her warning and saw him plainly taking the ordeal a little too far so of course there'd be hell to pay.
His love life was sure to be a bumpy road for the next few days, and he had no one to blame but himself, a miracle he hadn't been caught before this given how easily rumours spread amongst his subordinates.
Baron Glorfile returned a couple minutes later alongside the A-rank adventurer who had been keeping her identity a secret, both kitted out in their battle gear, weapons at the ready, a reassuring sign.
