Fascinated, Merry calmly accepted his verdict, looking at his stern face. She wasn't about to bother him with further explanations, but she couldn't help asking him about the meeting place.
"Then…where are we going?"
"Soon you will see it," he whispered back.
...
Feeling the shimmering crystal glass of whiskey, sitting alone in the luxurious bar, Ivory looked at the screen of her phone with a solemn expression on her face. Her brown wavy hair was curled over her shoulder and she wore a white dress with a side slit and long white heels.
However, her dark, intense eyes seemed very cold as she drank the entire drink in one go. A melancholic tune played in the background of a peaceful atmosphere with a few other people enjoying drinks.
Her dark eyes stared at the message flashing across her screen.
