At five minutes to six, Vedrana and Eva checked in at the administration desk and asked for Blanka. A woman escorted the girls to a nearby bar. Blanka sat near the back at a round table with three comfortable-looking chairs. Blanka pointed to the two empty seats.

“I see you are underdressed for the occasion,” Blanka said.

Eva gave Vedrana a look of surprise; it was a subtle tell, but Vedrana knew her sparring partner well enough to detect it. Most people wouldn’t have noticed, but one of Eva’s tells was that her right eyebrow raised when she was surprised.

“We were not told this was to be a formal meeting. We were only told to meet you at six o’clock,” Vedrana said.

Blanka smiled.

“You were correct. No one told you what to wear, but as Mother’s chosen you should have expected any meeting before a meal would be more formal than the training rags you wear. I’ll brief you on your first mission, and then you will get properly dressed and meet me in the main dining room. As of now, you no longer dine with the other girls,” Blanka said.

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“Question. Will we travel for this mission?” Eva asked.

“Travel is not required, as your mission is local. Now be quiet and let me explain.”

Vedrana urged Blanka to continue.

“You have mastered the art of fighting with various weapons. Your first mission requires subtlety and cunning. The local magistrate has invited two ladies from our facility to help in a matter of need.”

“Need?” Vedrana asked.

“He has a penchant for girls with red hair,” Blanka said, looking at Vedrana.

She got up and examined both girls.

“I think you will be the one who will lead the seduction,” Blanka said, pointing to Vedrana.

“Why can’t I do it?” Eva demanded.

“Both of you girls are the same age, but Vedrana looks at least a year older. So, she is better suited to lead the mission. Don’t worry, you shall have a part to play. Now get ready and meet me at the main dining hall in ten minutes.”