【 CHAPTER ONE】
nisha kumar
( PRINCE KAITO IS THE
REAL PLAGUE ON EARTH )▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
Nisha watched as Prince Kaito of the Eastern Commonwealth walked at a too-normal speed towards a waiting hover and resisted the urge to give him some pointers. Seeing as Nisha was the only person around for miles, and one on a Windrider at that, he would suck at being a spy and at espionage in general.
Probably a good thing he would never have to become one as he was, after all, a prince.
Nisha waited until Prince Kai pushed an android inside the hover before getting inside. Honest to stars flute music playing in the vehicle.
As the doors of the hover started to close, Nisha aimed a blowpipe at it. Inside was a tiny chip that she'd commissioned specially from the Lunar royal scientists. It would stick onto any surface she aimed at with an electric suction cup function she could turn on and off with a button on the device. And now, it would let her hear whatever conversation the prince had in the hover. Quickly reassessing the trajectory, she puffed up her cheeks and blew hard into the pipe. The chip flew into the tiny gap left between the door and the wall before closing completely.
Nisha pulled at her scarf, secured it so her lower face was hidden and clicked at her earpiece. Her ear was filled with a thunderstorm of cymbals. Ugh. It must have landed near one of the speakers.
She tugged at her hood, a voice in her head urging her to just rip out her earpiece before she heard the prince say, 'The market at the city centre.'
Nisha smiled. 'Gotcha.'
She took out her portscreen to find the most straightforward route there. Then, she kicked off on her Windrider and started the short ride to the centre of New Beijing. She would've just followed the hover but those damn things had a built-in detector to alert the people inside if they were being followed.
If she were any other person, she might have taken in the sights. If she were any other person, she wouldn't be spying on the Crown Prince of the Eastern Commonwealth.
Alas, Nisha Kumar wasn't any other person. She was a Lunar, a spy for Queen Levana, a title she never wanted.
Which was why she didn't tell Thaumaturge Mira that the Prince had taken the malfunctioning android outside the palace. Probably to get it fixed.
(The only thing wrong with the android was the embedded D-COM chip she'd inserted a week ago under Queen Levana's orders. The Lunar technology had probably caused its Earthen wires to spark, especially since Nisha was pretty sure it was an old model.)
She might've had to follow orders and do the queen's bidding but that didn't mean she had to like it. What the queen didn't know wouldn't hurt her.
But beyond her personal feelings about her lifestyle, Nisha felt guilty. He was about to lose his father because of her queen's political game of chess.
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