He nodded to his companions and, rubbing his hands together contentedly, left the room.
- It's good when everything goes smoothly, isn't it? And could it have been any other way? - he asked his companions rhetorically, and addressed Eim separately. - Learn, young one, how to navigate life. A little grease here, a little flattery there - it makes things easier for everyone, reduces headaches for us, and provides a bonus for respected people, and all within the law.
Taking a deep breath on the other side of the border, he patted his stomach.
- Zakharka, pour me a drink from my flask, for good luck. The one with the intricate design, you remember it. And let's get going. Where are our people gathered?..