I sat outside in the parking lot were a bar counter, numerous tables and chairs, and many lights decorated the area. The elves sat politely at the tables, drinking their fancy top-shelf drinks. The Ardor Brothers pretended to be having a good time, but the suspicious glances between the two factions put a damper on the party.
Lord Quillion finally strode across the parking lot towards us. He took a seat in front of me with a pained look.
I remained silent with a smile on my face. No more plastic smiles for me. This one was genuine.
"Lord Quillion," I said.
"Beloved," he responded. He said it as if it tasted bitter on his tongue.
That made me smile wider.
Cole spread the contract out on the table between us. "This claims The Kingdom will be allies to the Ardor Brothers for the next fi
