"Is that all you have to say to an old friend?" She asked, dragging her finger down his chest.
"What do you want?"
"Wow, straight to the point, huh? No pleasantries whatsoever. Well, that's okay, I like getting down to business as well." She clapped her hands, and a maid came running with tea.
"Thank you, darling." She sipped her tea, the aroma spreading all over the hall, then took a seat on a nearby bench.
"How would you like to support me in my efforts for the throne?" She asked, slightly showing off her cleavage.
"Not interested." He replied bluntly.
"Well, everyone likes that at first until you give them what they want." She giggled.
"Oh? And what do you possibly think you can offer me that I don't have or can't achieve on my own?" He asked, genuinely amused.
"Power." She replied
"Pwahahahaha!!" He was not expecting that answer. Power? Was she seriously saying that she could offer Zion power? The woman was out of her mind.
