Coatleque watched as the Roe whipped his cur into submission and pushed him out the door. As the door closed, she sighed and folded her hands once more on the desk. As the man turned his eyes upon her she met his scrutiny with her own measured glare.
"It is Miss, thank you, and you are certainly a stranger to Ul'dah if you do not know what this office stands for; Seeing how it is lambasted by the Lantern at least twice a week.
So this is your chosen strategy already then? You bring mine own loyalties into question and then spend much needed breath on systematically proving how they are flawed to try and gain some form of leverage, and then use said lever to pry what you want out of me. A tiring game these politics are.
Perhaps I should save you the trouble and merely reiterate what I've already told your servant. Oh, but you have left me at a disadvantage, Master... ?"
"It is Miss, thank you, and you are certainly a stranger to Ul'dah if you do not know what this office stands for; Seeing how it is lambasted by the Lantern at least twice a week.
So this is your chosen strategy already then? You bring mine own loyalties into question and then spend much needed breath on systematically proving how they are flawed to try and gain some form of leverage, and then use said lever to pry what you want out of me. A tiring game these politics are.
Perhaps I should save you the trouble and merely reiterate what I've already told your servant. Oh, but you have left me at a disadvantage, Master... ?"
