Chapter 74: Bishop

The connection between my voice and my identity took Yvenna a second to make, but as soon as she did, her face burst into a bright grin. "Ah! Dev—"

"Just Voren, and don't scream for everyone to hear," I cut her off and sat on a free chair opposite of her. Not bothering with such small things as asking for permission, I stole a fragrant piece of meat off her place to tuck under my mask and continued, "I don't know how the hell you managed to keep anything secret until now."

"Hey, I can keep secrets. This is just so fucking big! I've told Bishop about it, and the old man almost jumped out of his pants from excitement. Nice mask, by the way… Very pretty." Yvenna smirked. "And where did you hide your, you know," Yvenna folded her palms together and made a figure that vaguely resembled a bird flapping her wings, "things?"

"Shouldn't concern you. I want you to bring me to your Bishop. When I finish eating."