I just can’t keep my eyes open any longer.
It’s funny. Normally I’m a lot less confident than I sound about a scheme. You’d think that knowing that the complicated part in all of this was coming up with a line of nonsense that New Californians could believe would be less stressful than trying to fool a Dominion Archmage, but somehow it was even more nerve-wracking. They had more eyes to pull the wool over, after all.
Then again, what choice did I have? Was I supposed to tell them, Trust me. The ambassador has a secret heroine addiction? They’d never believe that. I barely believed it myself.