A new day.
Ethan was preparing to move out of the Aphrodisia Hotel.
The house was ready, and the furniture had been expedited for purchase yesterday; John Hott had handled all of it.
John Hott had figured things out; he knew that he could only advance in his career by sticking with Ethan.
So without needing any orders, he had already taken care of everything.
After organizing everything, Ethan and Anya got into the car.
Once in the car, Ethan kept playing with a Golden Rye coin.
The Golden Rye was minted by order of the Kingdom's second King, Ryan I, and it bears his likeness.
Ethan tossed the coin into the air, then clasped his hands over it, and stretched them flat towards Anya.
"Guess, heads or tails."
Anya looked at Ethan somewhat speechlessly, seemingly unable to understand why the young master was being so childish.
"Heads."
"Tails."
Ethan revealed the result, tails.
"Again." Anya seemed a bit dissatisfied, wrinkling her nose as she spoke.
The second round.
