Tilia walked into the kitchen, "Yo Akiol, mail for you."
She slid an envelope across the counter. Though it slowed before reaching where Akiol was. He picked up the letter and read through the contents.
He then closed the letter, folded it, and stuck it in his pocket. Tilia could not help but ask, "What was it?"
"The time for a scheduled meeting, it seems they finally held up their part of the deal."
"Deal?"
"The incident shortly after our first encounter with Rygeth."
"Ah."
Akiol was quite displeased that it took this long to get a response. However now that it was officially scheduled Akiol did not care about it anymore.
Tilia's phone rang and she sighed, "I have to take this."
Akiol waved her away, she had been spending a lot of time trying to get her business almost fully operational without her assistance. However it was a tedious process, so Akiol could only provide moral support.
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