Though this seem madness...there is method to it.

Damos had left, but there was little time for mourning his disappearance. I now had a dinner, with the same poetess we had been avoiding for months. I arrived not as myself, but the Lady Lilith, much to the utter surprise of Noemi. Complete with armed men and the garments of a high caste woman of means. It had taken her aback, pushed her off balance. Clothed in feminine drapes of rich silken fabrics, scandelously bare armed, bejeweled and polished.

We never got around to eating. The meeting was as I predicted strictly business, and she did not poison me, conveniently enough. I didn't think she would be that foolish. I left with one vial that night, and a kiss that left the dark haired woman sputtering. Our alliance seemed to get along well enough. Despite her lack of fashion sense, I did not find the Poetess' companionship unpleasant. I was still due two more vials upon upholding my end of the bargain. A bargain I was willing to uphold, that is until I ran across her cavorting with my enemy..Camillus.