Three weeks into the month, I got the surprise of two letters at once. One from the temple requesting my services as soon as possible, and the second from Romanian (Maybe I should call him by his middle name 'Lee'? Wasn't I supposed to call him your highness or something, technically?). Preparations for our arrival had been completed ahead of schedule and he hoped to be able to see us in three days time.
Gus walked in to me quickly cleaning up to head to the temple and made his grumpiest face yet.
"Is there any chance you could avoid passing out or getting a nosebleed this time?"
"It's not like I try to get like that." I undid my braid so I could use a polished hair stick Milly had lent me to pile my hair atop my head instead.
"Then actively try not to get like that. Please. I beg of y
