Chubby let out a series of frantic, apologetic squeaks, waving a tiny scroll that seemed to be a list of the King's "Unreported Shadow-Assets."
"...the interest rates... 400%... I was... correcting the... ledger..."
"I don't care if you were fixing his books! You don't work for the Under-Realm! You work for Agro-Northern Operations!" I scooped him up, his cold, squishy essence feeling wonderfully familiar against my palm. "You are officially on 'Administrative Probation.' No mana-crackers for forty-eight hours, and you're going to assist Hector with the 'Dimensional Dampener' installation the second we get back to the surface."
The Unfinished Business
I turned around, Chubby tucked firmly under my arm like a glowing football, to find Malphas leaning against the doorframe. He had followed me, and he was currently wearing a silk robe that was doing absolutely nothing to hide the fact that he was the most handsome distraction in history.
