“I am now swiftly LOSING PATIENCE with you my darling wife, so you better start explaining yourself for this unacceptable behavior!”

The governor had to get dressed in a sleeping robe, and then dragged Chin from his bedroom to the dining room area of his suite, just so the woman wouldn’t wake up all his sexual partners as she continued to make a scene. Bren followed them, like any normal servant would, and stayed quietly in the background around a few steps away from the quarreling pair.

“You heard me, Ed! I am STILL YOUR WIFE and we had a deal that I will still be part of your ‘activities’ when I’m in your house. Why was I NOT INVITED to join your ORGY?”

“Excuse me, but I believe you broke the agreement first when you didn’t invite me to your little ‘soiree’ with one of my swimming pool attendants! That is him with you, isn’t he?”

The woman with the longish face suddenly looked behind her, realizing too late that she did ask Bren to follow her to her husband’s bedroom. “Well… he’s wearing a bathrobe because… he just came from your pool and was walking towards your room when I saw him and…”

“With him wearing The Right Hand’s robe? I recognize that bathrobe since I ordered it especially for him. And those are his initials in black thread, right? A for Aaron and K for Keizer, right?

“Wha… I-I mean… well, he probably… Fine! I did have him but only for one round!”

“If I ask him how many times you had him since you arrived, I’m sure he will tell me the truth. When he does, and I’m sure it’s not just one round, you might lose the promised bonus I was planning to give you. Do you really want to keep lying to me, my sweet and precious wife?”

Chin’s explanations were cut short by her husband’s threat and the rage returned to her eyes. But you could also feel the defeat reflected in how she stood and the way she was wringing her hands. 

“Alright… ALRIGHT! GUH! I WISH I NEVER GAVE YOU THAT POWERFUL PROTECTION TALISMAN! ARGH! OK, I admit it! I had him more than once! I just didn’t like the idea of you having all the fun while I’m just in your mansion.”

“Well, tit for tat, Chin. And may I remind you that this is still my house and I didn’t invite you here so you can partake in my little party. If my memory serves me right, you’re here to tell me if the Right Hand is truly alive and where he could possibly be.”

“And I already told you he is and that I need more time to find him using my enchantments! That can’t be done in just a few hours, Ed! We’ve been together long enough for you to be familiar with my ways and you know that it won’t be easy to locate him despite me having all of his things!”

“Alright, fair enough. So, what do you want to do?”

The livid lady, now a little calmer, fell silent. From the look on her face, it was clear that she was deliberating what she wanted to say, making sure that she covered all the bases for her to finish her task effectively.

“I want all Aaron’s things packed and delivered to my mansion. I’ll choose a room there that I can convert to mimic his room in the best way possible. I want servants to do the packing, the move, and the setting up. And I also want your pool servant to go with me. I need someone who was here in the mansion when your handsome little assassin was still here for my spells to work more effectively.”

Brenner swallowed hard upon hearing the mistress’ demands. He didn’t expect to be part of that list…

“Yes, Bren was already here when our little assassin became part of The Left Hand’s group. He even assisted and served The Right Hand when he was ‘entertaining company’ in his room. So yes, it’s best that you bring him with you since I can’t spare The Left Hand right now. He’s practically taken over both roles - his and Aaron’s - in my organization.”

Bren was now sweating a little upon hearing the governor’s answer. But he hated Mrs. Kahlagu’s reply even more…

“Don’t bother offering Hero to me. This… boy… will do nicely. You know how much I detest that man. And I still believe he cannot be trusted, husband dearest, and should be observed. He may even have something to do with the Right Hand’s disappearance.”

“Perhaps… but unless you have proof, which you have never presented to me by the way, then there is no real reason for me to doubt his loyalty to our causes. Now, I will make calls for your requests to be completed before the sun rises. Meanwhile, because you have been ‘behaved’ I will still give you your bonus and allow you to join us in our orgy.”

“Really? Oh, thank you, husband dearest...”

“And Bren, you will join us too. Don’t bother packing. We will be providing you with your things. Now, we feast…”

Of course, Brenner knew that the governor wasn’t just talking about the buffet table. He was just thankful that he wouldn’t be servicing Mistress Chin alone. It was the perfect way to release the stress that he was feeling now over everything that he heard from the governor and his wife.

His thoughts: “DAMN! So, I will have to fuck her every day until I return here? And what about my duties as an informant to The Ogre? Well, it would be a better option that I spy on the Mistress since no one is assigned to her yet. I really need to let H know about this so we can find a replacement for me here.”

“Excuse me, young man? Will it be the bed or the buffet table first?”

Bren looked at the jiggling, wriggling mass that was now converging on the whore that he had been servicing since this afternoon, and he was quite quick to answer the politician's question…

“The buffet table, Sir…”

The governor’s lustful grin slowly spread on his unappealing face. “Yes, I was hoping you would choose that. Shall we? I’m starving myself.”

Bren smiled, even while he hid his cringing face from the spindly man, who put his arm around the server’s waist while leading him to the table. 

This was going to be one torturous and tiring night for the pool waiter, for sure.