This is the end

She could respect the desire for anonymity for she relied on it much the same to conduct her usual business. Being who she was and standing so publicly for what she did, it behooved her to keep the vulnerable parts of her secret. It came relatively easy after centuries of practice but there was always the outlier, the one variable that might inevitably throw a wrench in her gears. She supposed that who she was for Nox right now. I would imagine not. And though she did not voice her agreement, the expression on her face communicated the sentiment. 

He was an observant thing. A promising quality for someone in his position. Somehow she felt like he was downplaying his thieving abilities. Aethra smiled tightly before dropping her arms to fold in front of her. You can call me Nero. For essentially that was what she represented, the family even if her blood did not say the same. Korath at heart, Nero to the rest. Anyone who spent more than a couple of days in Antiva city would know the name along with the rest of the crows and their talons. 

You're going to steal your own reward. She said simply before she continued. Your brazen show of nerve is something a blemish on my reputation, Nox. So to remedy that, I want you to steal whatever you would like and in the process tell me where I can improve on my security. Using delinquency to her advantage. It certainly wouldn't be the first time. Or, I can let you go right now with nothing. Your choice. But she never had any designs of keeping him to torture despite the impression she gave.