~ Bolingtone
"Your grace! I am sure they knew we are coming, this is why they played with us."
Winston stated, walking among the cargoes that were sitting in rows.
"They knew, and I am supposing about the one who told them that we are coming! Do they have spies around?"
Wilmore turned, the quay was quiet as it passed midnight. This Mr. Robinson would show up one day. The prince would not let him slip out of his hand.
Eliot looked at Rave's dim face that had appeared since he returned with the prince.
"Why are you wearing that skin?"
Rave sighed, "because a rascal snatched my golds tonight."
Eliot raised an eyebrow when Natasha chimed in, "did you really think that butler would let you have them? At least you could win up the mission."
~
The next day,
Rise of twilight~
Early in the morning,
