“Still bearding the Wizard’s Council, are you?” Elite Bellus offered me a tiny pitcher of cream. “I’m not going to let them relax until they get an inheritance law on the table for discussion.” “And the more they resist?” I grinned. “The more paperwork they’re going to find waiting on their desks. So far we’ve only been lodging complaints about Mason. We can still register complaints on all the Houses that actively worked against me.” Elite Bellus laughed heartily. “I like your style. It’s legal, but you’re going to push until you force their hand—or drive them insane. Well done.”
