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The low, dull, unceasing noise of the crowd bothered Asmodean. It was a kind of grating, organic sound that dulled his senses. There was no music in it. The cool glance of disdain around the room. There were so many people, so many variables. It was difficult to plan anything. He had to watch Lanfear carefully. To see her smiling there as they walked in together, the white of her dress like the white of the polished elstone floor, bothered him.
He could hear the soft music from the small ensemble in the corner. Pathetic amateurs. It would be intolerable before long, but no matter. He was here to support Lanfear while she gathered the information necessary. There would be conversations to have. They were expecting the two of them to move in unison.
How very foolish.
Rahvin, Graendal, Semirhage, and Mesaana were here already, certainly, though he had not managed to spot them all yet. He was a match for any one of them easily, and with Lanfear at his side... Well, that was a matter for another time. The crux of the matter was Asmodean felt uneasy with so many things all moving simultaneously. The party was hardly a matter of enjoyment.
He could hear the soft music from the small ensemble in the corner. Pathetic amateurs. It would be intolerable before long, but no matter. He was here to support Lanfear while she gathered the information necessary. There would be conversations to have. They were expecting the two of them to move in unison.
How very foolish.
Rahvin, Graendal, Semirhage, and Mesaana were here already, certainly, though he had not managed to spot them all yet. He was a match for any one of them easily, and with Lanfear at his side... Well, that was a matter for another time. The crux of the matter was Asmodean felt uneasy with so many things all moving simultaneously. The party was hardly a matter of enjoyment.