Magda
"Welcome Guests," said the man in his mid-to-late thirties. Wearing an impressive suit; I could tell with a single glance that it was mist-crafted.
I could tell that, because I am also wearing a mist-crafted dress myself.
"Thank you, Chief Robin," replied Father. The man nodded, before turning to El.
"Welcome Miss Ella," he said to her. "Thank you," she said nervously before we walked inside into the most beautiful grand hall I had ever seen.
We are on the nineteenth floor of the velvet garden. The first floor of velvet blue, where the party is being held.
The hall is huge and has a heavenly garden in it.
The beautiful plants are covered in colorful mist with the rapturous fragrance.
The staff wearing high quality, tailored uniforms are moving everywhere, with trays filled with food and wine. It is shocking but all of the uniforms were made using the mist.
I looked around and saw amazing magical plants everywhere and lavish art pieces.
There are huge paintings, statues, and other art pieces. Many of which are covered in the plants.
The biggest and most eye catching piece is the beautiful statue of the orc woman. It is nearly five meters tall and in the center of the hall, that everybody could see.
It's so beautiful that I wasn't able to take my eyes off it for several seconds. This is the case for most art pieces here; they all are enthralling.
"I thought we had arrived early, but it seemed we were not," said Mom, looking around.
There are people all around us mingling with smiles on their faces and drinks or food in their hands.
Many eyes turned toward us, before focusing on El and me. They are focusing on our dresses; they can tell that they are mist-crafted.
We were watching when a young woman came toward us with a big smile on her face.
She is beautiful and looks about only a year or two older than us, but there is an air of authority around her.
She was also wearing a mist-crafted dress, and her jewelry and accessories also looked mist-crafted, seeing how the mist was acting with them.
El seemed to recognize her. There was a surprise on her face before a huge smile appeared on it.
"Ellie, I missed you so much!" said the young woman as she appeared in front of her, hugging El.
"Me too, Gloria," El replied and hugged her,
'So, she is Gloria,' I thought.
El had told me about her. She is her friend and now, an important person in the legacy. Father had told me in the morning that this woman is a madam, the youngest.
"Gloria, this is my friend Magda, and this is her family," she introduced us.
"I have heard so much about you. Magda," she said as she turned to me.
"Same here," I replied.
"I hope you will stay in the city for a few days. I have to ask you about all the gossip on Ellie here," she said, and El glared at her.
I smiled at that.
The academic year is over. So she is going to stay here with her mother, until she leaves for Archmage City.
Her mother had told her that she was able to manage the finances for her education.
I will be returning to Inam to prepare for the interviews. There are a lot of them.
"It's so nice to see you again, Ellie. We will talk more tomorrow," she said and hugged her once more before she walked away.
Over the next few minutes, more beautiful women came to meet her. Most of them are madams and all of them were wearing mist dresses.
We begin to mingle with guests.
A lot of people from Inam had been invited here. Only a few recognized Father, but he introduced himself to them; nearly all of them were surprised and thoughtful to see him there.
You needed to be someone to get an invitation.
We were successful, but nothing compared to the people who received the invite from Silver.
I moved with my parents while my eyes roamed around.
"I think he hasn't come yet," said El softly, and I glared at her but kept looking.
We were mingling around, when the people began to part as the two-woman appeared. Nearly everyone followed them with their eyes as they came straight to us.
"Mr. Pearson, Mrs. Pearson, I hope you are having a wonderful time?" asked Margaux.
"The best," they bellowed and bowed to the woman beside her before asking us to do the same.
"Lady Knox," they said.
The woman beside is none other than the Governor of Panar. Ina Knox.
She nodded with a smile, before turning to El.
"How are you, kiddo?" she asked. "I am good, Aunty," she replied. The woman smiled before taking El in her arms.
"Please enjoy the party. If you need anything, tell me," said Margaux, before turning to El.
"Come, sweet child. There are some people I want you to meet," she said to El. She hesitated and looked at me.
"Go," I said to her. She didn't need to hesitate. It is a good opportunity; she should take it.
She nodded and walked away with her mother and Governor Knox.
I was watching her leave when I saw the person I had been looking for. He was looking at me, seeing that I walked toward him.
"Come back in a few minutes," said father. I nodded absentmindedly without stopping.
Seeing me, walking toward him. He said a few words to his sister, who was talking with two elves I had seen in the spa yesterday.
The lady of Amberhold and her sister.
"Hi," he said.
"Hi yourself," I replied with my heart beating wildly.
"I have found a pretty amazing place here. Do you want to see?" he asked.
"Sure," I replied and walked with him.
My parents and brother stared at me. It would be good to get away from them. I would need to go back to them soon, but I decided to not think about that.
For a few seconds, I was confused about where he was leading me, but soon, I saw we were walking toward the columns.
Soon we stopped, and my eyes went wide.
"Wow!" I said as I looked at the entire city. "It's quite spectacular, isn't it?" he asked, and I couldn't help, but nod.
I had gone to places taller than this, but this is a legacy. The second tallest in the continent after the archmage's tower. Looking at the view from the edge gives a completely different sensation.
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Tamas
I nodded at the person, who smiled at me, and walked ahead in the hall, and mingled with the guests.
The first rule of infiltrating is belief. Believe you belong there, believe you are like them. It is that belief that keeps you from being found out.
Especially in a place like this, where the person has absolute control over the space.
It is why I didn't use any of my skills.
This is a legacy; a host could sense the skill and feel the class they belong to.
Which makes many people use skills to block others from sensing things about them, but I controlled that urge and didn't use the skill. That will give him and his people an idea about my class or the job.
It is the most exciting place; I have infiltrated in the past few years.
Making my heart beat wildly. I am also scared and that is what makes it even more interesting.
There is a good chance I will die here or get captured and tortured after. Despite it being a diplomatic mission. Sort of.
It is a risk of a job.
The invisible scars across my body are proof of that, but it needs to be done and besides, I liked it.
When the mission came. I accepted immediately.
I moved around, looking at the people. Most of them, I could recognize with a glance. I had memorized a large amount of information.
I was good at remembering things, but Diplomats Memory makes things much easier.
I placed an empty glass on the tray and picked up another.
I have only one vice, and that is to drink. I loved to drink, and this place had the best drinks of all the parties I had attended.
The liquor is expensive and most importantly, it is mixed with mist.
I had visited the legacies. The perks of the job, but this is one of the best. It is as good as the many Grade IV, I had visited.
This means I need to do the job well. Make such an impression that he will think about the offer.
Our gift had already made him think about us. The offer will make him think deeply.
Though, there is no doubt in my mind. That he would reject it, but despite that, I will accomplish my mission.
"Eric Mercen," introduced the middle-aged man as he appeared in front of me. Clearly from the merchant states by accent; Manris city to be specific.
"Lau Tamasin," I introduced myself in an imperial accent.
"It's quite a party, isn't it?" he asked in a slightly tipsy tone. "The whores are also beautiful," I replied, and the man's eyes lit up.
The information of the man appeared in my mind. He is married but has two mistresses.
He also likes to visit brothels every week.
"It's unfortunate that we can't have them," he said with regret. Looking at the Madams mingling around the hall, with his eyes staying on Ina Knox a moment longer.
"They might be untouchable, but there are more beautiful whores below and there are no restrictions on them," I replied, licking my lips.
Mercen grinned, hearing that.
"Let's hope Silver comes quickly. So, we can go to the floors below and enjoy the whores," he replied, and I nodded to that.
We talked for a few minutes before I moved to meet other people.
There are a few important people here that I have to get a sense of. We have information about them, but getting a sense of them personally is useful as well.
Hun!
Time passed, and I was talking to one of the important people when the mist around the hall began to get denser.
I didn't have to ask what was happening. It's clear, Silver is about to make an entrance.