On the outskirts of Vlaiwia, the prince's car drove. A few hours had gone by, both had a lovely conversation. Above, in the sky, a plane as black as the night sky wreaked havoc. The sound of the engines could have made one deaf. It came from the south, which meant Hidros.
"A bit weird to have that thing fly so far away from the airfields," he added whilst looking outside the window. "Did you forget," Lucy jumped in, "-that there lives another noble not so far away. The man is pretty reserved and we don't know in what business he deals in. One thing is certain, that man is wealthy, super-wealthy," the conversation ended for the imperial mansion came in view.
