Narrator POV:
The Night was hot, the ambiance relaxed and the Wine was expensive but Adora and Adam were all too eager to get this night over with. They had waited for two Days to get this opportunity and failure was no longer an option if they wanted Rakas help with their Plan
They were currently in the abode of Ruthar Aguhl, Arms dealer, Pimp and Slave trader, who was also their target for today. The Villa out in the Dunes was well hidden, opulently decorated and connected through a maze of Tunnels to the City. Usually, Ruthar never showed his Face on events such as this but in order to stay relevant, he had to prove that he still held the reins of his growing empire from time to time. Adora and Adam were surveying the Guests from the Balcony, disguised as Beast People via spell as a couple of Fox siblings
"Catra would have loved to see you like this, Sister"
"I'm sure she would...maybe something we can think about ...for special occasions"
"If DT can procure more of thoose scrolls you mean"
"Ha, they will as long as I pay them"
"So, am I to assume you are going to be romantically involved again with Catra?"
"...I...I think I wouldn't be able to refuse her if I tried" Adora admitted, sipping red Wine "While her absence was a hard blow to us, I believe that, given a bit more time, we can come out stronger together..."
"Such is love, it endures all hardships"
"No aspiration of finding your "one" yet, brother?"
"I'm not sure...maybe one day"
"Like Lonnie? You seemed to enjoy her "company" quite a bit the other night" Adora smirked
"...what are you talking about?"
"What we heard through the Wall, for example"
"I.... gave her a massage"
"A likely story" she scoffed
"Believe it or not, that's your prerogative, sister....have you spotted him?"
"Balcony, to our right"
Adam turned, pretending to look over the Dunes into the distance while sipping his Wine and saw out of the corner of his Eye a massively overweight Lynx, sitting on a Pile of Cushions while surrounded by People
"Oh...fat little fuck, isn't he"
"Shut it, I don't need your little quips to get us into trouble" she muttered as someone clinked his fork against a Glass
"Ladies and Gentlemen. The evening's entertainment will commence shortly. If you would be so kind to follow me downstairs.." a robed individual said
"Shall we, Brother?"
"We shall....hope that your little invention does what it's designed for"
Adora grinned "Do you realize how simple a contraption is that is designed to destroy? It will work, trust me"
They followed the rest of the People downstairs, getting a good view of the target and how he wobbled downstairs via his own set of Stairs. The Basement was a massive, ring-like, structure with comfortable seating surrounding a huge stage that was connected to the backstage portion and to the underground Maze of Tunnels. Here, they would "enjoy" the evening...watching People being sold
"Ah, how I detest this place...can't wait for it to blow up"
"Hope that your device works or you blow up your beloved as well"
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Our Fated meeting (Catradora, Medieval AU)
RomansaAt the Age of 8, Princess Adora of Greenvale had surpassed most, if not all, of her peers in Wealth, Intelligence, Influence and Vision but a Chance encounter, with a hybrid Slave, at the Market leads her to discover that she still had a lot to lear...
