“Well, I never!” she cried as she slammed a hand on the table. “Your impertinence is foul of tongue.”
“How would your kingdom feel to know you are to wed the one who murdered your family and tore apart your home, not to mention killing innocent guards?”
She studied him for quite some time, obviously trying to figure out what he wanted in lieu of keeping all this information quiet. “You want her too, don't you?”
“She is very in demand, and I can't understand why you would desire her. You wanted her thrown as far from your life as possible for so many years, but now you suddenly need a scape goat. You need someone to place the blame on and she is the easiest and was always the most available. Or, perhaps, you are running out of daddy's money and need to put her back into business.” The hand was quick and stung like a wasp across his cheek, the woman's chest heaving as her nostril's flared. Without moving to rub his throbbing jaw, he continued. “You know that woman Mechora is in search for her as well. It appears you are both hiring me for different reasons, both of them terribly similar, though. Both of you desire this girl to return to the family business.”
“Family business. You make me laugh.” But she didn't. In fact she appeared much like a stern school teacher, even when the waitress returned with the cup of tea and the glass of wine, placing both down upon the table in front of the appropriate person. He took his delicately in his fingers, sipping gently as she continued to fume. “Furthermore, what I do in my personal life should have no effect in this.”
“I told you. I already don't like you. You have no uses offered to me, nothing valuable that you yourself could give or do and you only grate on my nerves. You are foul tempered with a cunt of ice. I don't know how,” but he was interrupted again with another biting sting, this one to the other cheek. He reacted only by taking another sip of his wine and continuing. “Don't know how he finds any admiration for a woman such as yourself.”
“You will be quiet.”
He stood suddenly and returned the glass to the table, looking down his nose at her in a different way. The sudden rising upwards caused her to stand in turn and face his with anger raging over her face. “Seat yourself.”
“I know this might be difficult for you to understand, but you hold no sway over me. Good day, Ma'am.” And with that he turned and began towards the door where he soon exited and disappeared on the streets, leaving her standing there with her mouth agape wondering what happened. She knew that chances like this came only once in a long while and she perhaps lost what could have been a close partnership.
