Jezebel lay there, thinking it over, still absentmindedly rubbing his husband's back. "If you truly want to join, I'll support you in your endeavor. Lord knows I wouldn't mind the chance to see you more and let you be free from this room," he murmured.

"But I don't know what the reaction would be if it was discovered that you were Methuselah," he said with a small sigh. "Some members are more inquisitive than they ought to be. And the Cardmaster...he is not a kind taskmaster to anyone."