Don't believe in no-win scenarios

It has to be said that Felix approaches her with no small amount of trepidation. Isidor isn't merely a woman of authority and a powerful mage, she's one who has no truck with the brand of ingratiating charm he relies on to get his way. He thinks perhaps she's softened toward him a little after the Zandros Affair, but that might be wishful thinking.

On the bright side, he has a gift to offer her. On the downside, it means making a request of her first, and if she rejects it, she'll likely reject it hard.

Still, it's the month of the Thief. No better time to gamble.

"Lady Isidor," he greets her, sweeping a bow. "You look magnificent as ever." Intimidating as hell. "I'm grateful you were able to join us. I do hope you're enjoying the festivities so far, but I have something prepared that I hoped would be of particular interest to you."

He's hoping that Isidor appreciates it when men get to the point quickly.