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Meeting the elite

Fallacy sighed she was not pleased. She had once again been stuffed into a dress and was expected to behave. She hated that she could not allow her natural personality to shine through. It was something she had always despised. The elite was invited for dinner, and fallacy sat on a chair near the wall, as the people who had already arrived were chatting 'happily'. She knew some of the people would try to get rid of her. She had needles of different materials in her pockets so she could test her foods and beverages for poison. Fallacy kept a straight face as she was approached by encre and some of the elites. One looked at her rather judgemental, but Fallacy didn't know. She knew that she had to watch out for that woman though. She could sense that the woman had no good intentions.

"This is Fallacy Murial. The mother of my children. Fallacy, the three in front of you are the Duke of Goodluck Madal Leuxfur, Simon rovers, and Sulic Mur," He said. Fallacy nodded and gave a polite greeting. Encre was called by a guard and fallacy was now left with the three. Great just great...

"I know it's wrong to assume, but I know you don't like me. You don't believe that this was encre's doing nor that the children in me are his. You don't need to hide your feelings from me," Fallacy said much to their surprise.

"You don't beat around the bushes, do you?" Simon said. Fallacy turned her head to him.

"I don't have a reason to. I know I am hated," She said. The duke shifted slightly. Fallacy noticed a sound coming from the duke's shoulders. It sounded like liquid splashing back and forth in a little bottle. Fallacy focused on the smell as an awkward silence settled in. She smelled two things that stuck out. One was a strong perfume, the other was wallus poison. Fallacy stood up, placed both hands on the woman's shoulder, and pushed out both bottles. The woman stepped back and made a bit of a scene, but luckily barely anyone noticed. Fallacy took out the metal needles and took the poison. She opened the bottle and put in the needles. One changed color.

"Poison doesn't work on me," Fallacy said and gave the duke her perfume back. The two others were shocked.

"I know you dislike me, and you won't be the last who plans an attempt on my life, but you are the first," Fallacy said. She was about to leave the three when a new man approached her.

"Fallacy, is that you?" She heard the man speak. She turned to him.

"I'm currently blind. I am not able to recognize you easily," Fallacy said.

"If I say Daughters big dres-" He didn't get to finish his sentence.

"James Bronly," Fallacy said and smiled. He laughed. Ah at least one who she could speak with naturally. One who knew her.

"You will never forget that dress," He said. The two shared a small laugh.

"Excuse me but do you two know one another?" Sulic asked. He smiled.

"Remember my daughter's wedding dress? Well, Fallacy is the tailor who made it," James said. Fallacy turned to the group. The duke had left. She smiled lightly, making sure that it wasn't too big.

"I've never made one since," She said. James took a step back to express shock. Damn these etiquettes.

"Oh hush. It only took two weeks for you to make it," James said. Fallacy turned to him and gave him a bit of a look. Her expression dulled from what she would usually have made it.

"It took two full weeks with no breaks and barely any sleep," She said 'looking' at him. She kept her emotion in her voice.

"I guess I can't get you to make a tux for their fifth anniversary," He said. She let out a dry chuckle.