The Highest Bidder, Part Nine

The next day, Lianna and Enverna got up and got ready early in the morning to go to the place Lianna's benefactor had apparently gotten for them. 

Lianna wasn't sure what to expect. In theory, a gift like this didn't need to be anything more than a tucked-away dojo, or a quaint, tiny VR spot. But, this was Miss Taylor Lianna was thinking about. 

That woman had just sent Lianna over 15000 royals the other day, seemingly on a whim. She was not easy to predict. 

"You seem uncomfortable... Does the thought of venturing into a place filled with nothing but aristocrats unsettle you?" Enverna asked. 

"Kinda, yeah." 

[That's not all on my mind, though.] 

Enverna stepped in front of her. 

"Don't worry," she said. "For once, we're finally entering a situation I'm familiar with. If we should end up having to maneuver around a field of sensitive egos and high tempers, just follow my lead."