“We need to talk,” Selius said to Rucille as they stepped out from the restaurant. His tone was surprisingly calm considering the icy expression that he wore, but if he thought that a glare was all it would take for her back down then he was sorely mistaken. She had probably pressed a few of his buttons already while carefully probing her way through their recent discussions, but the unveiled attempt to poke fun at him during lunch was quickly looking to be the final straw.


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    What surprised her next, however, was that instead of concluding their transaction and leading the group outside, Selius instead turned and looked back to them.