The distribution of the new Mesmer's Vessel Transforming Elixir did not take long.
I had everything sorted and containerized well before the afternoon settled, and my maids gathered in the library one by one as I called them in.
Ruriki received hers with a quiet bow and a careful check of each seal before tucking them away. Zurako, freshly humbled from recent events, accepted her containers with her eyes shedding tears to the point of almost bawling out—which I took as acceptable.
Anatuya got ten containers, which she held with both hands without dropping and a look that was almost reverent.
"Master, what can I do to reciprocate this extra benevolence of yours?" Anatuya said it in promiscuous and flirty ways instead of showing gratitude.
"You run this household," I said. "It only makes sense for someone who is positioned right below me in hierarchy to be more powerful than the rest."
