The creature had put the little wildling to rest hours before to prepare for her task. Giuseppe's words echoed within her mind as she considered the four little tasks that he wished to be completed. She would get a reward, she reminded herself with mingled bubbling amusement and needling annoyance. It was all about survival. Endurance. She tried to take comfort in that ideal. Even if these little assignments made her feel like a pupil with homework. It would be worth it, though, if she could manage to weasel closer to the High Inquisitor. She wanted him to think of nothing else but her, wanted her familiarity to haunt him. Wanted him to be just as fascinated with her as she was with him. There were not many, mortal or not, that could interest the creature. He did and she wanted his attention. That meant doing his busy work.
Councilor Berdini was a man only vaguely familiar to her. The creature recalled the party he had thrown, the polite manner in which he spoke to the whelp. He had, for some reason, made a decision that countered Lady Rhaena's wishes. He had ignored his own self-interests. Wasn't he supposed to be one of the Rhaena-swain? Whatever the decision had been did not particularly matter, except that the creature liked to be prepared. Liked to have the upper hand. So, she had managed to get a little insight before paying the man a visit. She had even paid a visit to the Tea House, though whether they had given away anything in particular was debatable. Regardless, information was power and It did not like to be caught unaware.
I would know why, whether you find out through magic, intimidation, or outright violence.
Well, she wagered that the most obvious manner was to outright ask the man. Clad in her form-fitting leather pants, knee-high boots, and a laced bodice with plunging neckline, she moved to drop into a chair to wait. Legs crossed and she bounced her foot with impatience. If the man had a secretary, she would entertain herself by staring holes in the individual and making them uncomfortable until the powerful Councilor managed to find the time to speak with her.
"Just tell him that Giuseppe's most prized watchdog is here to speak with him. Woof, Woof."