My Novella

Epilogue

What a scenery! A great inspiration for my new novel! Yes, this is it! A garden full of beautiful smells and glorious flowers and a fountain made of marbles with pure reflective water, so great to see it's like a royal place!

"Sir? Are you alright, sir?" A concerned voice woke me up in my thoughts, a bit annoying actually but nevermind.
"Yes Hudson, actually this is it! I found it! My new inspiration for my new novel!" I replied with excitement. "Good for you then, Mr. Seymour, Do you actually have a plot for it now?" My assistant asked me again. Hmmm...

What all about it actually? I almost did everything! What story actually I can create? A mystery? A drama?

I thought as I put my index finger in my lips full of thoughts and curiosity. "Oh! Mr. Seymour! I didn't know I would meet you here!" A voice called out again but deep. "Who are you? Don't you know I'm a little busy?" I asked but still didn't turn around to meet the man, it's kinda rude but I don't care. "I'm sorry about what he said, sir" I heard Hudson apologizing. "Oh, it's alright, I'm Wilson Dutchberg from the ministry of art" he introduced himself. Wait, what? I finally faced him with a surprised expression. "Dutchberg? From the Ministry of Art?" I repeated. "Yes, Mr. Seymour, it's an honor i finally meet you..As you know, I'm one of your supporters, sir" He said as he offered his hand for a handshake which I accepted.

"Well that was unexpected? But what are you actually doing here? Especially you from the Ministry?" I asked out of curiosity. "Well, I just visited my mother a few miles away here." He responded "How about you, Mr. Seymour? Here for inspiration for another book?" He added. "And what if I am?" I sarcastically replied. And both of us laughed.

"Well I see, Mr. Seymour, oh! I should invite you from the Ministry one time and visit the museum we just opened" He offered. "Thank you Mr Dutchberg, but we're not going as you can see I have a lot of things to do" I decided to decline, even if he didn't invite me I'm not going. "I see, well I should get going I hope your new work will be great too, Mr. Seymour" a bitter voice came out to his mouth as he walked out to his car.

"Mr. Seymour, don't you think it's kinda rude? Especially since he's from the Ministry?" Hudson asked. "Oh, don't be ridiculous, he just wants to show his all pride work off" I responded with a chuckle. "I know now Hudson! I should make a historic mystery from the royalty era, Hudson! What do you think?" I asked , changing the topic. "A great idea sir, but when will you start it?" He replied. "Tonight! Or tomorrow!... I really don't know!" I replied with excitement and embarrassment and walked out to my car with my right hand raised in.

"Wait up, sir!" Hudson shouted out as he ran to me. "Oh, hurry up lowboy" I shouted back.

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Meanwhile...

"Ridiculous! Totally ridiculous! What does he think of his self? An author who can call himself a hero? Revolutionary hero?" A rage voice echoes in the room. The head minister throws the book making all flinch. "Minister, you should relax yourself, he's just a pathetic author making novellas" The head secretary spoke up "And you know what novels are full of? Lies, imagination, and more imagination" she added. "Your..your right Ms. Andersen, full of lies and imagination... Yes.. of course!" The minister laughed like a crazy old man.

"Ye–yes sir" all of the borders laugh with fear. The door suddenly opened making another silence in the room. " What a mess? "Trance of Vendetta written by Henry James Seymour" why this trash book is done in this conference hall?" A man wearing a fancy navy blue suit with a black tie came in as he kicked the book out of his way.
All faces go horror by the appearance of the man.

"Your Duke! What a surprising visit?! I didn't know you were coming?!" The minister asked of nervousness. "Why? Am I not allowed to the university I personally built?" He asked. "Oh, I'm very sorry about him, your highness, he's just shocked" Ms. Andersen apologized with a playful smile on her face.
"Well then, I just wanna ask if you finally did something senseful about that pesky author?" The Duke asked calmly as he sat on the sofa. All of the borders and the minister keep in silence.
"So you didn't do anything?" He asked again yet it was cold. No one response. "Fine, then here's my order , kill him no matter what, I don't know what or how you will do it, but better keep my name and this university out of it. Before he released another of his foolish books". " Rig–Right away , your highness" the minister responds as he stands up and bows to the Duke who's leaving the room.

"Mr. McKellar, go and order one of your personnel to find someone to kill that Seymour!" The minister advised one of his borders full of rage and fear.
"Of course sir" he responded as he quickly left .

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"That's it! I know what's title of one my masterpiece, Hudson!" I shouted as I quickly ran down in the stairs. "What is it, Mr. Seymour?" He asked.

Oh, right, I forgot he's studying his scientific book, of course~

"I already know what title I should display!" I replied excitedly. "Which is , sir?" He asked calmly again, he is so moody. " "The tiara of blood" how's the sound of it, huh? Great isn't it?" I asked.
"Not bad, sir, simple yet mysterious" he commented. "Great! Then I should begin!" I shouted to myself."