Enter the arcane world of Alterra, and regale yourself with three tales in one epic story.
☆☆★ AFFAIR OF ROYALS ★☆☆
Tag along with LUCIUS as he investigates the brutal murder of the Arcerean monarch and sheds light on a conspiracy that may alter the...
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MAEVE
"THIS MEETING never happened," Maeve told her date for tonight. Instead of her traditional navy blue coat, she wore a stunning crimson dress that was not too elegant to attract unwanted attention. She also put down her hair instead of tying it to a bun. No one would recognize her as the lady senator from Darsche.
"I won't tell a single soul." Across the table was a man in red vest and white longsleeved shirt. Renoux looked exactly the same way he did in the hallowed chamber of the Senate, just without his crimson coat and glistening merlion badge.
Between them was a circular table with a candle light and a vase of freshly picked red roses. Wine had been poured in their glasses and rare steak was about to be served by the waiter.
That's right. The republican Maeve was on a date with the monarchist Renoux. Not in a million years did the former think that this would happen. But it has to be done, she repeatedly told herself to justify this decision. Of all the available places, she chose the garden restaurant at the heart of the city. The meeting seemed too conspicious, but Maeve thought that no one would ever think a republican and a monarchist would go on a date together at night. It gave them the perfect camouflage.
"You wearing that red dress . . . is that your way to seduce me," Renoux asked with a smirk. "I rarely give genuine compliments, but you look good in red. Well, good is an understatement. You look ravishing. I suggest that you wear that color more often."
"I do like the color red." Maeve looked down on her outfit. Then she raised her head, looking straight at her smirking date. "But since the color has been associated with the monarchists, I began to loathe it. It automatically reminds me of your faction."
"Pity that a color had to be a casualty in politics." Her date clicked his tongue. "What if you cross the aisle and join our party so you'd be comfortable to wear red again? Blue doesn't suit you. It's so peaceful, so tame. Red makes you look scorching hot like fire."
"Thanks, but no thanks." She would rather die than turn her coat and change its color. Never in her lifetime would she support the monarchy again. "But I didn't call you here to talk about colors."
"Getting down to business, huh? I've been thinking why you lured me out in this garden restaurant. If there's anything that we need to discuss, we could have talked about it in the backroom of the chamber or rooftop of the Royal Library. You know, the traditional choices for clandestine meetings."
"I didn't want us to be spotted together. It's for your own good. And mine as well."
"Indeed. It won't look good if my partymates see me talking in length with the leader of the opposition. They might think that I'm a traitor. I wanna remain in the monarchist faction."
But the same could not be said about Maeve. The republicans knew that she was meeting Renoux tonight. She had their blessing. Even if one colleague of hers spotted them tonight, it would not cause too much of a problem.
