Half Yordiy off was better than she’d expected to get, if she was being honest, and all she had to do was draw up a safer version of things she’d been doing for years.
“Thank you, Mr. Vibius.” He reminded Kael strongly of the people she had known before she’d become a potion-mistress and ruler of her own domain. She knew how to act around him, but that didn’t make it the least bit pleasant. “You said the food was on the third floor?”
“Yep. It’s always there. I don’t get it, I really don’t, but it’s always there.”
Kael suppressed a smile. Jaoan had been working on that for years. She wondered how long it had taken him to perfect it. “Thank you. If nobody is here to ask me about potions, I will go and eat now.”
“You’re really taking this seriously.” He looked at a small glowing piece of glass for a moment. “There’s three people in the museum, but they’re taking their down in the Lives of the Ancient Natives and Potions Then and Now displays. The Lives one really gets a lot of attention,” he confided. “People like going through how people lived back before, uh,” he coughed, “before the modern era. We get a lot of yelling, too.” He smiled grimly. “People who say there’s no way things could have been like that.” Continue reading