Nice to meet you

It's getting dark. Meraki and Ray are doing ground reconnaissance. Walking on enemy terrain without knowing its blind spots is like walking through a minefield blindly. Ray plans in her head the types of strategy to use in all possible cases and at the same time teaches Meraki how to disburse herself abroad. Today they visit the cemetery in the favelas . They spot several people who chose an unusual time to mourn their dead. Near the chapel there is a young adolescent lamenting on his knees before the graves of his loved ones.

-This is what happens when you let some lunatics run a slaughterhouse- he said very angry since their lives began to turn for the worse a couple of weeks ago.

His situation worsened since the Commission had entered the Castle to investigate the cause of Ashley's death. A couple of weeks passed and the atmosphere drastically turned against them. Some servants in addition to Sophia's maids who were watching him had been changed. Instead of the usual lap dogs, they appointed two young maids in charge of Prince Kenton's care.

They were young maids experts, in that both the food, cleanliness and education improved to the point that it seemed that they were really protecting him. The poisoned food stopped arriving and instead they served him the best. They had cleaned the room spotless, and one of them was trying with overwhelming patience to teach the prince as if he were a baby. They had even kept quiet about the kitten that they noticed hidden in a box, which the prince between sobs begged not to be taken away, alluding that it was his only friend. The maids saw him as a poor kid with an innocent whim and let him pass.

It was obviously something that freaked out Meraki and Ray, and made them go on high alert. The maids were sent by the Commission to search even under the stones, preventing them from moving freely. Any movement no matter how insignificant it would be reported immediately, this they knew very well and reduced their auras to the point that it was so weak that it would mix with the rest of the people around them. They could only escape the watchful eye well into the morning since these "maids" had done everything to keep an eye on him in the shadows.

They had to wait for the investigation to end so that these young women would retire and the despicable treatment of him would return.

But when would that be? They did not have the security of anything

**

-Could you find something else? Or do they just bring me the usual report? -

-Nothing, no matter how much we watch there is nothing on our side. The prince does not show to be of importance, his existence is almost irrelevant, not to say regrettable but ...-

The two women who had the role of maids were delivering their results in an office similar to a boardroom full of papers, maps and photographs pasted on the walls.In the room there are a total of ten people discussing and analyzing all the information collected until now.

-But ... did some unforeseen occurrence in your task? -

-The servants are more determined to harass him and make him suffer until they see him dead. Poison is still a problem, as much as we try to eliminate it, they continue to make it reach other foods and drinks. In those minute amounts they will only harm your long-term health by rendering it more useless than it already is.

-And that is a problem? It's better for us, a dead Orsys is a step forward towards our victory. That cursed lineage must die with this generation. Mercy is not an option Latifa , or should I remind you what those evils did to our people? Let him die, even if he doesn't seem like it now that brat will grow up and it will be like they, take it for granted-

-Yes sheikh-

-If you could not get anything important out of him, leave the brat to his fate, better discard the garbage in advance and thus advance towards our goal, they will rotate to try to get information, Fatima you will go to the gentlemen's area from tomorrow and Latifa to the area medical -

The meeting ended and everyone left. The pair of women did not seem to like the decision but they had to abide by it.

- Latifa stop that shit, we have enough looking for that woman to think of something else-

-I know, but if the sheikh is wrong? That would be terrible, another innocent would die in vain and for the benefit of those rats-

-The sheikh is wise, he is never wrong, that child is an Orsys and the Orsys must die to be able to correct the damage they caused us, let's find the ghost woman first then we'll see what we do, maybe you can ask the emir and the sheikh to have to the pet child when we are free what do you say? -

-....-

-That's a "I don't care", then do what you want but I won't help you-

**

At the same time in the south of the Red Circle, in the La Rondinella bar, people looking askance and giggling while they drink, whispering about the hot topic of the moment. The black widow had attacked again, this time it was a downtrodden Marquez who was scammed and whose pregnant wife committed suicide by shooting herself, completely ruining the entire family.

The doors are opened every so often to receive the customers who are preparing to get drunk constantly. A ragged and dirty man walks in and goes to the bar to order alcohol to continue his drunkenness. This man had become habitual of the place. Those who knew him were silent when he spoke to them because of their disgust or simply ignored him to avoid dealing with such an individual.

-Give me beer Lorenzo, I want beer ... hic-

-Go away, if you don't have money there is no alcohol for you in this bar- the bartender was tired of dealing with the same old things.

-Damn son of a bitch, give me beer! -

Those present looked the other way, did not want to get involved but did not want to have him inside the bar.

-It seems that you are also thirsty buddy, but it is not a way to deal with people. Hey Lorenzo bring us beer to celebrate, no , better bring your reserve of Bienna beer and serve them to everyone at the bar, today I invite! -

Everyone was stunned and the silence turned into bustles of excitement. Between applause they began to cheer up more inside the bar and they put on music to accompany the celebration.

-Thank you. You must be swimming in money if you pay for all ... but .. I had not seen you here before.-

-I'm just passing through, I just got a reward that's all-

-That good for you. By the way I am Tark ... Tark Fersa ..hic ... and you are? - He asks while extending his hand to greet the young man dressed in adventurer clothes sitting at the bar.

-Oh, sorry I didn't introduce myself before, my name is Railey ... Railey Sullivan-