14. Mission

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Mission

The next few days flew by for Noctis and Isabella, every day training together, they had put aside their studies to work on the mission details. Isabella had made them lunch every day which he appreciated because he usually skipped breakfast. It was the morning they were leaving for their first mission together, it was a simple task they were just going for information. Their flight left in one hour, they didn't have to pack anything, everything would be waiting for them at their destination, this would be her first time flying and leaving the country.

She was nervous as they approached a private jet, it was big she had never seen one up close. Noctis grabbed her hand which put her at ease getting on the plane, it was spacious and only had a few seats, there were two attendants and Thomas who would be acting as their guardian. They wouldn't be arriving for several hours and then had to get ready for a dinner party tonight.

Noctis felt her weight gradually leaned against him and her head on his shoulder as she fell asleep, he was nervous. He didn't mind her resting on him for some reason, if anything it made him feel trusted unfortunately it also made him feel responsible for her. He was supposed to show her how to act in high end society at this party so he would. This would be like bringing a kitten into a dogfight. She was strong but nobles society could crush you, it took a different type of fighting style. Your tongue was your blade and your eyes needed to be shielded, fake smiles, laughs and greetings, he shuddered.

As they landed he woke her up and they went to their hotel to check in, they had a shared room with separate beds as well as Thomas's attached room. There were clothes hanging up for them as they went into separate rooms to change. A maid knocked on the door for Isabella to help her get ready, she helped her slip into the dress thank god because she couldn't have figured it out. She did her hair, nails and make up which took several hours because she was teaching her how to do it herself too.

Noctis had a black suit on with a blue vest and tie, his hair was styled a little differently, neater than his normal bed head look. He reminded her of Kuro a lot right now, maybe it was the princely aura that shone from them when they were dressed to impress. He was waiting for her looking over profiles of people at the party they needed to talk to.

"I'm sorry that seemed to take forever, she was teaching me how to do my hair and makeup."

How was she not going to stand out on missions! Her long black hair had been loosely curled and pushed to one side cascading over the front of her right shoulder with her bangs swept in the same direction while the left side of her neck was exposed. She had blue contacts in since her purple eyes would stand out but with the mascara and liner the blue still glowed uniquely. The dress was a halter top cinched in below her chest with cascading ruffled layered skirts that ended just above her knees. She had long evening gloves that ended at her upper arms they were dark blue with gold crystals shimmering. He knew she was too pretty, her midnight blue dress and open toed strap heels matched his vest.

Noctis exited the room with Isabella on his arm, she didn't lean against him or anything overwhelming, she just barely laid her hand on his arm. She had never walked in heels so she needed a little support as they proceeded to the car out front of their hotel. That had actually been what had taken so long was learning how to move quickly in these things, she had sprained her ankle several times but it healed instantly so she could practice more.

"We need to come in contact with the Baron of Vaughn and the Duchess of Cambrode, we have to get in their good graces so we can be invited to the real event in two days. They are being suspected of human trafficking so we need to be careful not to get targeted, most cases are from the slums but you never know. These are rumors which is why we are here to find out if it is true or just a rumor. If it is the truth we will report to Jamiston and he will have a follow up team come and watch to gather information over the next few weeks. If they are guilty of the crimes accused they will be prosecuted by their country, usually we are heavily compensated by other countries to weasel out the dirt in them."

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