"Oh my, you've come again." The bartender smiled upon seeing me as I approached him. I smiled at him, quite amazed at how he immediately found out that it was me. "Is your guild master available?" I asked, sitting on the stool.
"I'm afraid not at the moment." The person said, shaking his head apologetically. "He has some... Personal business to attend to." He added, informing me that the guildmaster is currently away with his personal business.
"I see. Would it be possible to leave a commission then?" I asked as it would do me no good if I were to leave immediately. I needed answers, pronto. He looked at me, hesitating to which made me feel sad.
"Our guild doesn't accept commissions without the guild master's approval." He replied, making my heart sink with his answer. "But I'll try my best to relay your commission. I won't promise you success but hey, at least we tried." He added, bringing back my smile.
"Goddess, I could hug you right now. You're doing a big favor for me." I sincerely said, making him smile back at me. "Do tell your request, your ladyship." He said and I replied with a nod.
"Do you have a paper and a pen?" I asked. I need to draw the insignia of what I saw back then. I can still distinctly remember the pin that I found from the dead bodies and still recall the design of it. Though, I'm not sure with my drawing skills.
The bartender gave me the stuff I needed and I thank him before drawing the image that I could recall. He even offered me a drink while watching me draw and serving other customers. I was silently sketching the outline, roughly that is as I am not confident with my ability.
Meanwhile, he just stared at it while I panicked inside if he could tell what I was drawing. I hope I'm making any senses here because I really am not that talented when it comes to sketching or drawing things.
"Here." I said as I finished drawing. "Tell your master that I want any information involving this insignia that I found." I said as I gave him the paper containing the sketch that I drew. "Would it be okay if I open it?" He asked, wanting to see my drawing clearly as I folded it to avoid embarrassment.
"Yeah sure, you can. But don't laugh, I know that I do not possess any talents at all." I responded with my cheeks tinted red. He looked at my drawing and for a moment he stopped, his eyes drawn on the paper with unexplainable emotion plastered on his face.
"Is there anything else?' he asked, switching from his friendly profile. For a moment there, it got me feeling bizarre as he suddenly stopped upon looking at my drawing. It was already odd that he seems to know what it means or am I just being silly?
"Ah, yeah there are. Actually I have three request. First is to find me all the information about that symbol. Second is about the mine that Alexander del Montague has that he plans to sell. I want you to gather information about it and if it's possible, check the value of the mine. And lastly, I want to throw some dirt on the crown prince. Be it the filthiest, I don't care. As long as it affects his reputation." I instructed in a quiet yet firm tone.
His eyes went wide upon my request, then laugh afterwards. Is there something funny with my commissions. He seems to have notice my confusion as he brushed me off and nodded his head, accepting it.
"Send the bill to the House of madame Yulie Rajeh. She'll pay you." I added, making him nod for the second time. "I'll see what I can do, your ladyship." He responded, smiling at me before I left the establishment and prayed for the best to happen.
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THIRD PERSON
"Announcing the arrival of the second Prince, His royal highness, Elias Alessandro Baldwin Halstead." The servant announced as a tall figure entered the room filled with wealthy noblemen, each representing their house and divided by factions.
Some of them gasp upon seeing him alive and even more stronger than what he was before. After all, he was sent to the battlefield at such a young age that everyone has forgotten about him. Not until it was reported that the young fellow managed to end the war and ended up seizing the power of a nearby kingdom.
He was the reason why a treaty is being made. To think that he's alive after going through such hell. This made him stand even more stronger than crown prince yet the Queen's faction dominated the council.
"Your Majesty." He greeted, his voice cold as ice with his eyes empty and dull. He stared at the man, sitting on the thrown with his oversized body, ashamed to call him his father. Consorts surround the idiot man, having fun and being an asshole.
He's the reason as to why the Queen holds the reign. He's a stupid man who has no power. Everything is being controlled by the Queen. A useless man, indeed.
"Ah! My favourite son... Who's your mother again?" He laughs, munching on some food while letting his consorts flock him like a feeder for the birds. The noblemen stayed quiet, unable to join the majesty for a good laugh as they sense the evil intent the second prince's aura ejected.
He changed so much. The battle must have a toll on him.
It was no secret in the council that his mother, a nomad from the northern region seduced his majesty and bore him a son, which caught the anger of the Queen upon knowing that her son has a competition in the palace.
So she did what she got to do. Eliminate and send him to the outskirts to die.
"You've done a great job protecting the country and having those bastards surrender. Well done, my son! As expected of a royal heir, a magnificent feat truly deserving of some rewards!" His Majesty rejoyced, laughing with his words.
The council joined him, laughing and praising the second prince who wasn't move by their fake sincerity at all. He just stared at them, his eyes like hawk as he obsrrved each house member inside. "Thank you, your Majesty." He said as he bowed his head.
"Who knew this low blood will cause a massive feat? Surely you don't have that woman's blood. You got mine, my son! Not that weak, pathetic daughter of a nomad." The King insulted, sipping his wine as he casually diverted his attention to his women.
Elias had his fingers curled into fists. How dare this fat pig insult his mother? He despised it. He loathe this person whom he shares blood with. All he ever wanted at this point was to have his blade slash through his neck till blood poured out of it.
"Come! Come! Enjoy the feast! You'll be rewarded immediately for your services! We shall have the grandiest ball that no mankind has ever seen!" He joyced, his hand raising his champagne as he hogged all of the attention.
"But your majesty, next week is the engagement party of his highness the crown Prince and Duke Del Montague's first born daughter, lady Felicia." A member stated frantic but with hesitation. It's an important event that the Queen has hosted.
"Who do you think you are, telling me what to do?!" The King scowled, pointing at the man who stopped him. "You are not the king! I hold the position to decide!" He added, screaming as his women tried to calm him down.
His delusional ass sparked hatred amongst the council as they were the loyalist of the Queen. He has the guts to say that when he no longer holds the power of the court. "We shall have it at the same day." His Majesty added, shocking everyone.
"But it's not appropriate!" Other chimed in, expressing disastifaction over the King's wish to have the party with both occasion. But they were all met with a loud scowl, as the King glared at them for their insolent behavior.
"You do not control me! No one can control me!" He growled, his hand slammed against his chair. "Whether you like it or not, this will happen!" He added, screaming to his men.
Elias just stood there, looking blank at everyone. The council has no choice but to accept the hooligan's decision. The Queen will never like it and would most probably try to do something with the second prince.
After all, he just won something that might make him a rival and a potential for the crown prince to lose his position. He achieves something that the crown prince hadn't.
"I abide your decision, your Majesty." Elias accepted, bowing his head. The council did the same thing, uttering the same response Elias did to them. Fury has been evoked inside Elias yet his mind wanders to a certain woman who hasn't left his mind these past few weeks of being together.
Is she doing well?
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The Saintess Is A Villainess
FantasySYPNOSIS (ON-HOLD) Reading Purifying Love made Felicia feel very insulted. The ending that the author had written didn't go well with her expectations. Rather, it was one of the shittiest novels that she ever had read. But just because of one mista...
