Follows after Sweet Bribery and Coffee Troubles.
For context on who Shadow is, read Ambition’s Origin.
If you don’t know who Edmund is, check out His Biggest Job.
Shadow was overwhelming power. Shadow was quiet elegance. Shadow was elusive and insubstantial like her namesake.
Shadow was stuck because Leora’s body couldn’t wake up.
This was the problem with sleeping pills. It took the control over her conscious state out of her hands, and the Jaiba coffee might have made it worse.
Of course, Shadow was just an avatar without a physical body and could be dismissed at any time, but with her consciousness completely cut off from her own body, Leora needed a focal point so that she didn’t accidentally drift away.
So Shadow, Polora’s strongest Fighter, sat quietly in the private room connected to Lavi’s office, next to her sleeping body and her bodyguard-turned-starstruck-fan.
Huh. They’d never told Edmund who Shadow really was. That opened… possibilities. Edmund carried out all his work without complaints, but what did he really think about the people he worked for? He guarded his personal thoughts jealously from her and her brother, but maybe he would share with an outsider.
“You’re Edmund?” Shadow asked.
“Yes, ma’am,” Edmund said, back straight as a board and gaze skittering shyly off her eyes to her chin.
She hid a smile and kept her tone politely neutral.
“What do you think about your boss?”
~End~
Genre: fantasy
Part of the Defenders of the Wall verse.