(Inside a Large Party-Sized Room)
"Do these masks actually block all forms of life force?" a man with a black eye mask asked, seemingly speaking for the twenty or so men present.
Rachel nodded with a smile. "Yes, my Lords. To begin with, no one can use any energy inside this city, so it will be impossible for anyone to track you."
The man grinned. "If that's the case, then I guess my worries were for nothing."
Rachel scanned the guests she had invited until her gaze landed on a woman who wore a full facial mask instead of an eye mask.
Keeping her smile in place, she asked,
"I thought Mister Gold Digger would grace us with his presence. I never would have guessed he would send his assistant."
The woman in the white mask didn't respond immediately. "He is busy."
Rachel's lips twitched. 'So he doesn't trust us yet.' Her smile widened unconsciously. "But he will be here for the coronation, right?"
