“Hey, black ice is no joke.” He helped Ardala into the booth and sat next to her. “Do you want anything to drink, Ardala?”
“Is it possible to obtain more of that wine from last night?” She looked at the drink menu he was holding. “I enjoyed that immensely.”
“I don’t think there’s ice wine on the menu, but they do have plum wine which is kind of the same thing. Do you want to try that?” He pointed to the wine in question on the menu and looked over at her. “Also, there are fifty or so options for the soup, do you want help figuring out what you want?”
She looked down at the menu, brow furrowing. “I will try the wine you suggest. As for the soup, I am certain you know what is good, better than I do. I will trust your choices.”
“So, I called for the pactbreaker, they’ll be at the barrier tomorrow when we go to step through.” Marcus looked a little nervous. “I’ll warn you, pact breaking isn’t fun, but it’s better than going mad or being a flesh puppet for Chaos.”