Elyza looked ahead of her, spotting the little window through which she studied the road ahead, the carriage humming like the sound of the ocean, at least within the confines of the couch box. The oak that formed the walls had a similar golden twinge to the gilded body of the machinery, the sound of the wheels on the cobble path the only indication that they were moving. That and the rolling scenery her partner was busy appreciating out the window. The evening street lights streamed on Alex's face, his faux crimson eyes staring silently as the glow of the outside, melded like a swirling cauldron of colours within it. He himself was humming in opposition to the mechanisms that propelled the two down the stone road, past the guilds, stores, and noble's houses, all dwarfed by the stretching visage of the royal castle perched into the mountain behind.
As they turned inwards, following the road melding into another as it led further into the proper side of the Capital, not even stopping as the guards of the gates let them through due to the appearance alone, she could tell that her time to ask him any last questions was quickly diminishing. "Have you done this before?" She asked, touching the corners of her mouth to fix any smears the journey may have caused.
His eyes raised in amusement, the grin appearing, "Break into a party I'm not invited too? Lots of times, it's my favourite thing to do when I'm bored."
Elyza just stared at him till he continued, her eyes staying as still as she could make them. Readjusting his shirt, making sure it hadn't creased, before adding, "Oh, becoming a woman? Not a lot, mostly out of principle, mainly because I get hit on by guys enough as I already am."
The laugh came naturally, chuckling at his words, retorting, "You do not have to tell me."
"Do you remember your noble voice?"
It took her a moment, her mind scanning the various times she had listened to an arrogant prick talk, and the flair of Alex as he sweet talked his way out and into troublesome situations. She gave him the slyest smirk she could muster, "Is that doubt I hear in your voice? I'm thoroughly disappointed that you are even capable of doubting the one responsible for your livelihood."
Smiling, he bowed in his seat as he remarked, "Of course, Lady Anna, my apologies..."
"What did I say about calling me that in public?" She spat back, her lips unable to stop curling, adding as she attempted to fully immerse herself in the character, "Do not refer to me anything other than Lady Adler when we're in the presence of the peasants."
Her partner did the same, his grin disappearing, only the ends of his mouth angling upwards, hiding his radiant grin under the light lip gloss she had made him wear, "Please do not refer to them as peasants in public, Lady Anna."
She clicked her tongue, settling in her seat as the carriage began to slow, the sight out the window filled with the front of a single mansion, the image of which she had seen too many times in its diagrams. It could only be described as the storage shed for the actual palace that stood opposite to it, its pillar of gothic design, with latin inspiration, shining brighter than the entire city. It was meant to seem as the perfect accommodation, but its owner seldom lived there, and its security would have reflected that on most days. However, as soon as the carriage halted completely, twelve guards appeared to ruin her view, along with a knight on horseback and two gargoyles staring with murderous intent at the mechanism in which the two had arrived.
A guard stepped forward, walking with determination towards them, his hand raising to reach for the door, only to have it swung open by her partner instead. He made sure not to slam the door into the woman's face, opening just fast enough that it grazed the guard's nose, jumping out without giving her any heed. As he did, landing without any visible exertion, he carefully lowered the steps through the press of a button hidden in the door itself, standing to block the bewildered guard from her gaze.
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NEMO: Into The Depths
Fantasy"After you achieved your revenge, after that brief moment of ecstasy at finally doing it, killing the person who caused you so much harm, you felt empty inside. It's as if all the actions you took, all the sacrifices you made, all the people you cut...
