My final words echoed in the tense silence of the dungeon lobby: 'And what is less disturbing than a team of adventurers who are fast asleep?'
A new kind of silence fell over the room. It wasn't the tense silence of before; it was a deep, profound silence of pure bafflement. Gilda's frown deepened. Pip looked like he was trying to solve a very complicated math problem in his head.
But it was FaeLina's reaction that was the most telling.
She froze mid-flight, her mouth slightly open. For a single, fleeting moment, a look of pure, horrified awe spread across her face—the dawning realization that her sleepy, lazy boss was, in fact, a rule-bending genius.
And then she realized just how insane and risky the plan was.
Her jaw snapped shut, and her worried aura erupted into a furious, bright pink.
