145 A Heartless Woman - I

Merlin made his way to the elf, through the sea of tables as usual, he took a seat beside the man.

"So, how is the Madame Hartlace situation fairing?" Merlin asked immediately upon sitting down.

"Hello, nice to see you too." The elf spoke in a sarcastic tone, "It's always immediately to business with you..."

"Oh well. At least you're reliable." The elf muttered while taking another sip of his alcohol, and after placing his glass back on the bar table he continued. "There have been some developments with the Madame Hartlace case."

"What sort of developments?" Merlin asked.