Sweet Revenge

I had other errands to run here as well. The kings had burdened me with the task of putting things in place for choosing a representative amongst the people in the town that would be chosen by the town. It was not my job exactly; it was Curtis' but I was to supervise the process. I could not do so directly because I did not want my identity to be revealed so I remained behind the scenes on this one.

But that was what had informed my disguise as an innkeeper. In all fairness to Moana, it was just another way of saying that I served men their drinks.

On this particular evening as I was serving drinks I was glad when the conversation spun around to choosing a representative from among the common people. I had tried unsuccessfully once to broach the subject but the men had told me such conversation was for _men_ and I should not bother myself with such things.

I had been furious and wanted to demand what that was meant to mean but my goal here was to remain as unnoticed as possible so