THE FESTIVAL III

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༺ROYAL REPUBLIC ༻

A whiff of choking smoke bullied its way into her nostrils. She spat out the sip of coffee she had trapped between her jaws. The smell wasn't pleasant, it ruined her drink, and she tossed the cup of coffee she had. Sunset was approaching fast. She gave the outside one last long look before shutting the blinders hanging over the window.

" M' lady the emperor has requested for your appearance. He's holding a meeting today and would like for you to attend. "

Albert said standing at the doorstep.

Lora looked back at him she couldn't help but reply with a smirk painted on her face

" Is everything okay, my lady? "

"I was just thinking about how five years ago, when I used to be tied to your leash.... Now look at you, licking my boots."

She giggled, giving him a cold look.

"Tell him I'll be there." She said. As soon as Albert started walking off, she turned back to him.