"Anyway," she shifted back to business, "how was the last performance in the Human Empire? I wasn't there. Pyris wanted me resting at home, so I'm trusting you two didn't burn the place down?"
"You know us, boss." Zaranrel offered a dazzling grin, straightening with his usual flair. "The crowd was wild. We delivered perfection, as always." Julienne nodded quietly.
Emilia nodded in approval. "Good. Now, focus. Tomorrow's gathering is more than just a performance. You two are the best in Argos. The best. You'll have powerful eyes on you—and I expect perfection. Understood?"
Zaranrel gave a dramatic bow. "Always, my lady."
Jasper smirked. "They won't disappoint, yes, know them."
"Good." Emilia's expression shifted, more serious. "The Demon Sovereigns are already here. And it's not just them. Even the Nepharions have arrived. Madam Zalaria Serenova is on the guest list as well!" Emilia knew what interested Zaranrel and what would get him engaged to prepare his best.
