"Maybe you can make it up to me, actually," the Countess said with some thought. "Tell me, where are you staying in town?"
"There's a motel across the street from here called the Weekend Inn. I booked a room there for now."
"I know it well," Vladira murmured softly with a nostalgic gleam in her eye.
"I still sometimes work there on the weekends, actually. But maybe that won't be necessary. The thing is, my work converting my condo to a proper castle makes it hard for me to always give Anya the attention she
needs, and someone with a better understanding of this world than myself
should be the one to educate her.
If you're moving to town for good, maybe
I could interest you in a position. It's not every day an old friend who isn't attracted to my husband walks back into my life after centuries."
Ivy's eyes bulged to the point of almost rolling out of her skull.
