"Lord Commander, a young girl is here to see you. She said that she's-"
"Send her in." He responded quickly, cutting off the maid. He had been expecting her for a while. That was why, whilst the ships burned, and traders ran around terrified, cursing his name, he was still able to grin like a fat cat.
The maid bowed, and quickly withdrew, and was replaced a few moments by the girl that she had spoken of. She smiled so innocently up at him, but he already knew of her tricks.
"Cut the act – it's creepy. Well, how did it go?" He asked expectantly. The coin he had promised upon the success of this mission was substantial. It was something that even her people could be tempted by.