Velma nodded at Dillon’s words as he expanded on the adversity that he had gone through.
She continued listening the deputy talking about opportunities. Yes, there were opportunities to be taken… and being the Ravager she was meant that Velma cared about herself first, second and third… the rest of the domain and its denizens grabbed the last place. But even in the haze of her selfish thoughts she knew that right now the domain was vulnerable, and she didn’t like vulnerability, not in a way that she couldn’t exploit.
“We might need to do something about that.” Was the answer that Dillon mustered from the succubus. It could be understood as a mysterious statement but the forceful way with which it was spoken meant that Velma was really decided to do something about it.
The songstress took a moment to weight her next words and then decided to proceed.
“I will be participating in the Regency contest…” She chanced. Dillon was not the only one that knew how to fish for interesting conversation.
“I have plans for it…”