Fairness

Treni practically skipped into her abode. Things could have hardly happened any better than they just had with Rudsis. He was what the goddess considered the best kind of fool. The one that could look at the face behind a veil and think that he'd dug past face value.

"And now what?" she asked. "Oh, I could celebrate, but the job's not done yet, is it? No, no, no, no. I have to think about how to receive them. Will I be surprised because I didn't expect them? Or should I let them know I already expected them to seem honest to him?"

Probably, the best question she could ask herself was whether there was a right or wrong way to do things at this point. Rudsis could see that things worked. That the only thing he had to do was make sure that no one got hurt. That was the only thing he cared about.