She had not batted eye when Camden issued challenge even though inside she sighed relief that she would not see Clive risk death nor need to begin plotting means to rid herself of unsuitable and unsupportable king.
Katya was neat woman. She so disliked messes.
She could work well with either man, and so spoke truth when she wished them both luck before taking her leave. In end, she was surprised it took so little time to achieve their goal. Perhaps she should ask Michael to go over basic investment strategies. Her education had veered into other direction.
She had left minion lying in wait and knew almost at once when Cam and Clive had finished their meeting. She caught up to Cam shortly after. "Well done." And then she allowed a slow smile--one many a Spade had come to regret--to form. "Michael will be happy to see nest egg grown to such proportions." They had, after all, been given funds for challenge. Windfall should thin out frown lines her Jack had been wearing of late. He had been worried they would be in red this quarter.
"Shall we walk or would you prefer discussing transition in my office?"
Each Face was different. He might wish her to make announcement or proclaim his success himself. He could leave it to official correspondence or fall back upon formal court. Missives would need to be sent to all Suits, new signature ring ordered and old one collected, official stationery changed and, most importantly, tea preferences made know to Chives. No need to bring doom upon them all by alienating kitchen staff.
In current climate, she believed it best to adhere to tradition. Ultimately, choice belonged to Cam. He had days of briefings to look forward to. Let him enjoy this first.
Darn you. I want to call him Cameron. /ducks
Katya was neat woman. She so disliked messes.
She could work well with either man, and so spoke truth when she wished them both luck before taking her leave. In end, she was surprised it took so little time to achieve their goal. Perhaps she should ask Michael to go over basic investment strategies. Her education had veered into other direction.
She had left minion lying in wait and knew almost at once when Cam and Clive had finished their meeting. She caught up to Cam shortly after. "Well done." And then she allowed a slow smile--one many a Spade had come to regret--to form. "Michael will be happy to see nest egg grown to such proportions." They had, after all, been given funds for challenge. Windfall should thin out frown lines her Jack had been wearing of late. He had been worried they would be in red this quarter.
"Shall we walk or would you prefer discussing transition in my office?"
Each Face was different. He might wish her to make announcement or proclaim his success himself. He could leave it to official correspondence or fall back upon formal court. Missives would need to be sent to all Suits, new signature ring ordered and old one collected, official stationery changed and, most importantly, tea preferences made know to Chives. No need to bring doom upon them all by alienating kitchen staff.
In current climate, she believed it best to adhere to tradition. Ultimately, choice belonged to Cam. He had days of briefings to look forward to. Let him enjoy this first.