The female nodded at her words before stepping back into the crowd. People looked at her a bit, most of which were smiling though.
”Any updates?” one of the guards asked a scout who had come back from patrol.
”Nothing, we couldn’t find him yet”
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"Alright buddy, seems like you have many companions on your side. Stay safe, alright?" Kreuger stood up off the bean bag and pat his friend on the shoulder. He then departed for Cershestin, ready to go back to his work. With his motorbike, he traveled back to his lab.
Vincent nodded when Kreuger did comfort him. He was a bit more interested with the ring, though. However, it wasn’t like he was able to do anything else apart from treating the newest magician to something.
He walked out and turned to Valerie.
”You want something to drink?”
“Tea would be nice if you have some,” Valerie responded. She had stepped into the house and destroyed her truth sigil not needing it anymore. She spotted Wissian and kept herself tught lipped hoping the other magician didn’t think to attack her.
”What kind? I have green tea, lemon tea, black tea, milk tea, oolong tea, British tea…uh…” he said as he looked into his fridge, realizing that he, in fact, had too much tea in his refrigerator.
”Or any tea, actually. I think I might have almost every kind…”
Wissian’s head pounded but he tried his best to keep his eyes open. He could see Valerie in front of him, though he wasn’t in a position to even talk to her. His eyes glowed a little, though not enough for them to be terribly noticeable unless you were looking for it. Take deep breaths, you’re going to be okay. You’ve done this before.
"Any tea is fine," Valerie responded to Vincent. She wasn't removing her protection spell until she knew she was safe. She looked to Wissian and gave hima slight nod, "Hello Wissian."
Vincent nodded when Valerie stated her ‘choice’. He turned to the kettle that was on the counter and got out a cup. He poured some tea into the cup, the tea being earl grey. He set the cup down on the table in front of Valerie.
”Awake, time boy?” he turned to the other magician.
Wissian could only nod. He didn’t dare say a word for fear of unintentionally changing the time. I’m awake, however I don’t want to be… After a moment the pain within his body began to subdue and he noticed time was moving normally again.
Valerie picked the tea up from the table and sipped it. Earl grey, not an awful selection. She had one eye on Wissian since at the moment that was the biggest threat to her safety.
The assassin knew the tension between the two.
”Alright, alright—“ he sat down at the beanbag and set down his own cup, one with what looks like black tea ”—no fighting in here and no bringing up drama” he stated, sipping some of the tea.
”If you’re not completely against it, can you tell me more about Setriutan? I’m hunted by every kingdom so I don’t really have a side anymore”
Phoenix waited outside the door and bowed her head slightly at Mara when the princess exited. She gave her highness a smile and gestured her head, "Shall we gk now?"
(Man. Leave for a week and only miss a page!)
Mara walked straight and tall to the throne room, where she was to meet with her new assassin to plan his mission. She showed no sign that she had just been coughing up blood, or been in pain, or that anything out of the ordinary had happened, except for the slightest tremble in her hands, although she hid that by pressing her palms into her legs, through the thin fabric of her dress.
Phoenix followed and stayed by Mara's side. Now that she knew more, she could help her highness out more. She stood as tall as she could awaiting the arrival of the assassin.
Valerie wasn't telling him anything. She sat there tight lipped sipping her tea.
Soon, the new assassin, Joseph, came into room. He was now in a hood, one with a crimson shade and a black and silver interior.
”Greetings again, your royal highness” he bowed, showing the rifle that was strapped to his back. Attached to his belt was a sheathed blade.
”I am ready to serve you and the kingdom we love” he stated with a grin, a maniacal one.
”Alright, no answer. I won’t blame you”
Vincent stated, sipping his own tea as well.
”How about… a little bit about yourself? I don’t think I’ve asked your name when we met at the meeting room” he asked with an intrigued glare, almost as if stars were sparkling in his eyes.
(Who is Vincent talking to?)
(Valerie, I’ll get to Wissian soon)
“Valerie,” she responded willing to answer these types of questions from someone. She continued to sip the tea provided, “One of Setriutan’s magicians. Though I’m sure you knew that much already.”
"You sure you love it?" Mara looked amused, and a bit bored. "How far have you gotten in the Vincent case? Have you found him yet?"
Vincent nodded. He was expecting that kind of answer anyways.
”How about things like… what do you like to do? Something along those lines” he requested. It was in his best interest not to annoy anyone yet but he was interested nonetheless.
”Unfortunately no. He’s quite a hard man to catch. However, I told some of the scouts to look for him… hopefully, they will come with great news” he stated.
”Also, that ‘love’ part was a lie,” assured the assassin before he turned to the secretary once, meeting her eyes before giving his attention back to the princess.
”Anyways, I was interested, your royal highness. Would you like me to kill Vincent on sight or to bring him back alive and allow your grace to finish the job?” he asked casually.
"Read," Valerie responded bluntly. She really only enjoyed reading and spell casting, "And learn I suppose."
Phoenix kept a wary eye on the new assassin. She would stay silent and appear fine with him though she would keep on her guard.
”Not much of a talker I see…” he accepted as he leaned down on his beanbag to the point where he was basically sleeping on it. He set his cup down and sighed a bit.
’Meowwwww~~’
Vincent turned towards the sound. What came into view was a white Persian kitten. The feline let out a small purr as it moved towards Vincent and crawled up on him.
”Hello Mochi” the assassin said to the cat, softly pinching its cheeks and smiling at it. He gave an actual warm grin to the cat.
The assassin knew that the secretary’s eyes were on him. Of course, Joseph knew how threatening he looked. He lowered his face a bit, keeping his hands in front of him, trying to convey to the secretary that he was not planning anything stupid.
"It doesn't matter. Although, if you do bring him back, I would be most… grateful." She smiled, but her smil held no warmth. It was predatory, cold, the smile of a wolf.
”Affirmative, your royal highness. Now, I shall be on my way…” he stated, unstrapping the rifle attached to his back and holding it with his right ”—hunting season calls” he smiled, touching the side of his head as a helm formed and covered in eyes.
He turned and left naturally, heading now towards the forest.
Kreuger hopped off his vehicle and got into his lab. He felt worn out and couldn't continue devolping his new prototype, he would postpone it for later. He'd rather relax before finishing a job than rushing a project to finish.
(boop)