I was Born for This

Zoltan wasn’t sure if he ever be, fuck he wasn’t even sure if he wanted to be, though considering his sexual history, he couldn’t rule out the possibility that he did have a kid out there somewhere and just didn’t know about it. There was little use in thinking about it though, either some day someone showed up on his doorstep claiming to be his bastard, or they didn’t, not much he could do about it really.

Well, I’d say I’m jealous, but to be honest I’m not sure if a family is in the cards for me. Not that I don’t want one per se, I just never seem to meet the right person. Though you never know, perhaps there is already someone out there running around with my eyes and wit. When the topic moved to the package, the envelope, Zoltan perked up and set his wine glass aside. He could always rely on Lucien to give him good information. Well, he could rely on Lucien for a lot more than just information, but that wasn’t really the point.

I really appreciate this. The times we live in, I just didn’t trust the usual courier to deliver it. Plus I’d much rather see your lovely face than theirs. With more and more ancient elves waking up, there’s been an uptick in interest in ancient Elvhen artefacts. Information on them is basically priceless. He explained.