Divine Light“MOST FAVORED AND thus fortunate of wenches,” says the god, “yonder varlet hath yet again demonstrated most appalling familiarity toward Mine august Person.”
“It’s ‘valet,’ not ‘varlet,’ Great and Glorious One.” Lee completes her exterior vehicle check, eyes flicking across the underground parking lot, as she re-folds the extensible mirror she used to scan the undercarriage. Of course, since she waited a reasonable several minutes, a respectable several meters away, before even approaching, any little surprises would more than likely have triggered already—and poor Carlos would have been a victim of, probably, automotive immolation rather than godly wrath. Still, it’s always better to be sure. “Can we please get in the car?”
The god climbs in, obligingly enough; luckily, he b
