"Wait," Lara said once she'd caught up to Freyja. "You're going the wrong way. Lord Raith's room is that way," she said, pointing to the right. Freyja laughed a little.
"Oh, come on Lara," she said. "Don't bullshit me. Pretend he's in charge all you want to the world, but don't make me talk to him."
"He is in charge," Lara said.
"Lara." Freyja said. "You want my help. You want to take over the abandoned Red Court territory. He wants to feed through a straw." Lara laughed. It was sounded somewhere between a hearty laugh and a schoolgirl's giggle. It tugged at Freyja's heart, forcing her to smile at the white vampire.
"Alright," Lara said, brushing against Freyja's chest and whispering the rest of her sentence into Freyja's ear. "We can do this one-on-one." Lara brushed against Freyja's chest as she headed down the hall to the left. Freyja stood there for a second before shaking her head and following the vampire.
Freyja followed Lara into what looked like an old-timey living room. Two comfy lounge chairs were gathered around a coffee table and a fireplace. Lara signalled for Freyja to sit down in one of the chairs while she unfurled a map of the southern border of the United States. After Freyja sat down, Lara began talking.
"As you were of course aware, Dresden's. . . ill-managed wholesale destruction of the Red Court has left a power vacuum in South and Central America. There are several groups that have been taking over this territory. You," she said, pausing to look up at Freyja, "will help me gain an advantage by. . . distracting these other organizations." Lara smirked as she looked at Freyja. The blonde goddess' frustration over Lara's vagueness was apparent.
"And what organizations might those be?" Freyja asked, her voice full of false sweetness.
"Various ones," Lara responded with a deepening smirk.
"Lara!" Freyja exclaimed, rising out of her chair, "I need to know who I'm going to be fighting!" Freyja was inches away from the vampire's face, and instantly regretted her actions. Lara now had the upper hand as she giggled at the goddess' frustration. Freyja knew she needed to switch things up if she was to have any sway in this relationship. So the goddess of love and sex leaned in and kissed the white court vampire. Lara pulled back, her mouth open in shock. Freyja moved her hand down Lara's back, tracing patterns along the red dress.
"Now then," Freyja said, softly with a smile. "Who do you want me to distract?"