Peace truly came, but for now one person, the current hero of this part of the story, wasn't at peace. That person sat alone, on the futon, cross-legged in the elegant room.
Thoughts raced through Lady Amalia's ever working mind. Constant ideas of greatness flooded her every waking moment, even more she liked that, that grand feeling of satisfaction. Detail plans, every step precise, every move calculated, without flaw. If only she had courage to do it. She wasn't a brave woman, and yet again depending from what angle looked, she had a certain type of courage.
There is no doubt that she is a pretty woman with diamond-shaped face, full lips, a straight perfect nose, deep sapphire eyes. Her long raven hair fell in waves down her richly decorated robes. A large crest, a jade dragon and the symbol of yin and yang behind, was proudly placed on her ornate golden belt. She was more than proud of the crest.
She had two options that appeared to be a plan. The first one, was an easy task, to win the heart of Lady Chun. The second, a hard task, to win the heart of Captain Cong.
At that very moment she decided to try both options. There was nothing to lose.
Lady Chun was a woman that had the hedonist pleasure to experiment the feelings of the people around her. And as such, enjoyed the company of both sexes. She was much easier that the captain.
Captain Cong was strong, keen, quiet, defensive man that conducted his duties with the upmost care, and as such steadily climbed the ladder. But, like everyone else, he fell under he charms.