The bird sings in its gilded cage

Three months had passed without a hitch and the rebuilding of Argus Station was proceeding at a rapid pace. The Belcher company put buses, taxis and boats to work to transport its passengers so as not to continue losing money.

Rusalka returned to work after a slow "recovery" and for Jubina, this return resulted in the worst failure of her plan. Her accumulated stress, would erupt at any moment since the orders she received daily pushed her to the limit of her physical and mental stability. Not only Rusalka, but also her children kept making her work non-stop. She had little workforce having fired theññ employees without her boss's consent, so all the work ended up falling on her as punishment.

The paperwork, meetings, comings and goings to the Ministry of Finance, the Central Bank or dealing with investors, contractors and the press had it bad to bring. She didn't have a minute of rest and if she only got to sit down, someone would show up with more work to hand over. Even the oldest and most trusted employees of the Belcher company had turned against her. They looked at her with contempt and practically those accusing eyes made it clear that she was responsible for the entire bomb incident and the deaths of hundreds of people, three months ago.

Under threats, they ordered her to leave the station ready before the day of the attributes ceremony, otherwise she would be fired. A rage invaded her to the point that she planed with agents of Bubblegum, prepare everything for the fall of the Valastros. She would finish the rebuilding without delay and incidentally kill Rusalka's grandchildren on the way to the ceremony.

It was her dream to end them and with this excessive action, she would prove her worth to her superiors. Rusalka by other side, had the objective of driving her crazy before presenting her with the worst hell to which she would soon be subjected at the hands of the main victim of her useless ambition.

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A young man, accompanied by a couple of lovers, was having breakfast on the almost deserted terrace of the third floor of Cafe Le Rose, opposite the Argus station, which was closed until further notice. They read the newspaper while enjoying the sunny day listening to how Jubina yelled angrily at the engineer who asked for time to obtain the materials from the metallurgical guild.

Her impudence showed no shame in demanding that the work be rushed. The offended man, neither dull nor lazy, presented his resignation and threw the plans at Jubina in the face.

The tantrums and curses that she threw at her were pathetic and made her look ridiculous in front of the workmen who laughed at her incompetence in dealing with the fifth engineer as carried out the reconstruction. Jubina panicked and running, she went to the station to call another engineer.

-What a vulgar and intolerant woman. I think a lesson would be appropriate to curb that smug attitude. Doesn't Madame Dahlia believe it? - the young Gin addressed the woman with black hair and red eyes of a regal appearance who accompanied her

-In fact, I did not believe that classless women like that would abound in this country, all our businesses would be cut short because of these people. How aberrant, they need an urgent purge- Dahlia drank her tea and expressed her opinion aloud

-Excuse me for my daring, but I couldn't help hearing your conversation for a while, it's that I was shocked to hear such ideas from such beautiful women- a green-haired man who remained at the next table approached when listening to them speak

-Oh! My bad, excuse me if I interrupted your breakfast- Dahlia apologized to the man

-On the contrary, I am amazed that foreigners share the same ideas as me. Excuse me, I did not introduce myself properly, I am Viktor Vorychenko. It's a pleasure- Viktor leaned down and kissed her hand to show his respects

-It's nice to meet you Mr. Vorychenko, I'm Dahlia Blacker and this is my partner, Gin-

-If you're so kind, please join us at the table- Gin pointed to the chair

They took advantage of the fact that the place was almost deserted to continue their talk in an entertaining way and as they advanced, they were exposing their ideas.

-We must not wait for the conditions to be met, we simply must expand the revolutionary ideal to overthrow the oppressive regime of this country, for that reason I was forced to go in search of people who are willing to go further so that, either with power or intellect, the uprising of the masses is possible- Viktor was euphoric

- Are you proposing to organize an armed struggle? That sounds interesting but I do not think it is appropriate to comment on such proposals here.- Gin was insecure about the proposals

-You are right, it is not the place or the time. Forgive my rudeness, I rushed. It has been a long time since I speak so freely with others who have the same line of thought. If it is not too much to ask, I invite you to participate in our meeting that will take place in a week, I promise not to disappoint you- seeking to capture her attention, Viktor offered a card to Gin and then she gave it to Dahlia

- "♪ ♫ ..The bird remains singing in its gilded cage ... ♪ ♫" - Viktor sang the fragment written on the card

- "♪ ♫ ... a lullaby that reminds me of you ... ♪ ♫" - Dahlia continued the song

- "The song of the caged bird" ... what an ingenious form of password or should I say disdainful? - Gin answered with narrowed eyes.

-Hahaha you even know the lyrics of the song. You are wonderful miss-

-We will adjust our schedule to attend without delay. I hope it will be an unforgettable evening- Dahlia showed interest in the inscription on the back of the card

-In that case, I hope to see you soon. It was a pleasure to have such a pleasant chat, I leave first. Until our next meeting- Viktor said goodbye leaving the women to continue with their breakfast

Once Viktor exited the building, two shadows vanished from the alley to follow him. The three people on the terrace approached the women's table to finish their conversation when they noticed that the queues were successfully placed.

-Keep being trusting and stupid, look what he has for presentation. Isn't that a death sentence? - Ray stopped being Dahlia to take the form of a middle-aged black-haired man

-Heh! What horror ... did he have to use that song? I think this time we'll let Bubblegum throw the useless parrot out of the tree. You will do us a favor.- Vlad was reading the back of the card delivered by Ray incredulously.

-For the gods! Lucy would die again if she saw what Viktor became. What are we going to do to him ... let those pests take care of him, we must move forward with the matter of Garcia and Bellamy- Patty played with her hair

-On our side, Calixto has already fallen and Jubina will know who the Valastro are tomorrow. With this, Bubblegum will be tied hands in the attributes ceremony- Tanji chuckled.

-I'll talk to Konstantine about the investment of the manastone wells and ... but what do we have here ?! Apparently the queen's mangy cub came out to sunbathe- Meraki in the shape of an adult woman, noticed the child standing in front of the station

-Son, what do you think if we give a cordial greeting to his royal highness Lucas, before he runs to hide behind the skirt of the kind mother he has- Ray mocked the boy escorted by two guards

-Great idea father- the mockery at the table was unanimous.

Diners would expect to see an absurd scene before returning to their respective duties.