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Without intending to, Zan found herself nodding along with Basilia's explanation. It all made sense to her. That Basilia, young as she was, could bear all the attention and perpetual fawning and criticism without more than a slight disruption of the polite mask meant that she was truly a professional entertainer, destined for ever greater fame and notoriety.

It wasn't a lifestyle that Zan sought, being rather introverted herself. She was satisfied with the reaction that came from unsuspecting listeners upon hearing the name The Ninth Dragon of Vale dropped. But still, it was true that when she removed the masks, both tangible and emotional, the person who was revealed beneath was rather unextraordinary.

Perfect for a spy.

"Thanks," Zan said with a slight smile, "I'll be sure to pass on your advice to her. It's just that she's starting to take on corporate responsibility as the Suzhen heiress, and she's at that point when teenage girls start to really mature into young women. Given her looks and power, I think it's only a matter of time till the cameras shift to her."

Zan decided not to tease the possibility of her sister meeting the Bluthardts again soon. Granted, Fen still had a long way to go before she would be truly prepared to face the public. Juggling the secret alliance with the Dragons was going to be the hardest part, and while the convenient tumult of the previous six months had severed Fen's superficial ties to Beacon, that was only the beginning of her growth into a competent executive.

Returning to the present, though. Zanipher's conversation with Basilia was decent and general, but Zan couldn't help but wonder if she would have to go through all of this again with Mona. In private, certainly they could get straight to whatever it was the matriarch wanted to discuss. And what was this new information about a road blockage?

"Is there a problem, Mr. Kyrell?" Zanipher asked casually.