Chandra was about to enter a brew shop when she collided with a beautiful woman at the shop's door.
"I'm so sorry!" the woman was holding Chandra's hand and she soaked her face into her cap when she realized that they were locking their eyes for seconds.
Chandra couldn't see her face but at the time, she left Chandra's smelling sense captured the woman's fragrance. 'A lily fragrance?' Chandra turned her head to seek that woman, otherwise, she couldn't see her back among the crowd of people who were passing by along Anatolia Island's main port.
"What a surprise, Miss Belladonna!" Baron welcomed Chandra and kissed her hand as she entered the shop.
Chandra smiled at Baron.
That man was in his early forties. Baron, obviously, had good taste in fashion. He had a pair of captivating brown eyes with blonde wavy hair. He ran his success in some fabric business. He stopped becoming a musician as he dreamed after the death of Tristan that it was devastating for both Chandra, his lover, and Baron, his best friend.
"A very challenging trip, I think!" Chandra sighed, pulling out her gloves. She played a role as an actress which meant that she was able to perform in more glamorous style instead of upper outfits and cashmere trousers as she was in her normal days.
"Mr. Hoverman?" Baron initiatively took the hand of Kumara for handshaking.
"What a wonderful day, Mr. Baron!" Kumara smiled and ordered some drinks for them all. He took a seat next to Chandra who seemed so busy to arrange her long dress. "How is the business?" He looked at Chandra with his hilarious eyesight before turning to Baron.
"Very smooth!" Baron took a sip of his drink. He wiped his lips and looked at Chandra who that moment, was busy with her heeled shoes. "As our king has three daughters! Princesses love fashion very well and it is a good impact for our business!"
"Tell me, is there any fashions for women that it doesn't involve any high heels and long dresses?" Chandra hissed as she started to get annoyed with her long dress combined with those pair of high heels.
"Nope!" Kumara and Baron answered her question in one smooth voice.
The Mustache and his two men, The Collector and The Tracer, entered the shop. They took some seats from the same table where Kumara, Chandra and Baron were taking their seats.
"After dinner, we could make our plan into action! I've arranged a meeting with some clients in fabric industry and fashion industry!" Baron opened the conversation as he saw that Chandra and her men needed was some good accommodation while they were staying at the Anatolia Island kingdom.
"Mr. Hoverman, we need your opinion about our new product, a fragrance," Mr. Marquez approached Kumara who was talking with some business men that Baron introduced to him. The dinner was just finished to be served in Baron's chateau. He had invited some business men in his business circle for meeting Kumara, Chandra, and The Mustache while The Tracer and The Collector were in undercover to study each guest.
"Fragrance industry can not be separated from fabric industry; don't you think so?" Mr. Marquez showed him an artistic bottle of perfume with its greenish substance inside the bottle. "May I have your hand, Madam?" Mr. Marquez turned his head to Chandra who was standing next to Kumara.
As Chandra offered him her wrist, Mr. Marquez sprayed the perfume on Chandra's wrist which was covered with a pair of white silky gloves.
'A lily fragrance!' Chandra sniffed it and she stared at Kumara.
"May I?" Kumara offered his wrist to be sprayed.
Mr. Marquez wrinkled his eyebrows, "But, it's for ladies!"
Kumara smirked, "Hoverman is also well-known for ladies that he sells good stuff for beautifying them!"
Mr. Marquez shrugged and sprayed the perfume, "Absolutely agree with you, Mr. Hoverman!" He waited for Kumara who acted as Mr. Hoverman's response as he sniffed the fragrance on his wrist.
Kumara lifted his eyebrows, "It's delivering mysterious but charming, captivating ambiance!" He smiled enigmatically at Mr. Marquez. "Did you make it by yourself, Mr. Marquez?"
"A lady in my circle made it, she's, my sister!" Mr. Marquez waved his hand and invited a beautiful woman to approach them.
"Madam Belladonna and Mr. Hoverman," the young lady offered her hand to Kumara as he kissed her hand.
"Hmm, a mysterious lily?" Kumara looked at the young woman as he released her hand.
"I, Sir! Anyways, I am Yovanka!" the lady smiled at both Kumara and Chandra.
"My wife, Belladonna, she would like to have some for souvenirs! Perhaps, she could have a chance to attend the king's first daughter. And, it's as a souvenir, what would you say about it?" Kumara again, asked and smiled mysteriously.
"I'm glad to assist you, Madam Belladonna!" Yovanka, the young lady smiled at Chandra.
"I really appreciate it, thank you so much!" Chandra opened her fan and started fanning.
"Is it great to become an artist?" Yovanka took a sip of her drink and looked at Chandra impulsively.
"To meet a great man and marry him!" Chandra chuckled as Yovanka smiled widely to hear her joke.
The Mustache approached both of them.
"My uncle, he has a great impact on my career. He's also a great director and a theatre company owner!" Chandra introduced The Mustache to Yovanka.
"I, my lady. A man with no name could be mysterious, but a lady shouldn't!" The Mustache knelt and kissed the hand of Yovanka as a gentleman.
Yovanka giggled. "How do we call you then?"
"Des mots! The Words! That how people call me, my lady!" The Mustache smiled at Yovanka.
The dinner party worked smoothly as it had been planned.
Chandra was standing in the balcony, watching the last horse carriage of the guest leaving the chateau when Baron approached her.
"It's been long time, Princess Chandra!" he spoke.
Chandra turned her head and moved her body to Baron who was standing behind her. "I'm not a princess anymore, Baron!" She sighed.
"I know about it. Although you've surrendered your nobility, yet you're still a princess by your own blood!" Baron inhaled.
Chandra smirked at Baron's statement. "We come to investigate!" Chandra stopped as she saw Kumara was walking to approach them.
"Is he the Tristan's substitution in your heart?" Baron asked inquisitively.
Chandra turned her eyes somewhere as Baron kept gazing at her. "He has a special place in my heart, Baron! You know about it!" She inhaled deeply.
Baron took a deep breath and smiled at Kumara who stopped and stood next to him. "So, what are you going to investigate?"
"We hear about the King Dragon's consortium and the Anatolia Island kingdom!" Chandra looked at Baron.
"What a great step, I think!" Baron responded. "We could get some benefits with the interaction of both kingdoms!"
"But the Anatolia Island kingdom is a part of the Bhagavanta Kingdom's alliances!" Chandra paused, looking for Baron's response though that man didn't say anything only taking his deep breath.
"I think we are free to choose with which parties we are going to trade and cooperate in our business, Princess Chandra…" Baron glanced at her and Kumara in barter.
"We suspect that King Brutus brought King Antasena in this land and isolated him within the kingdom!" Kumara intervened.
Baron wrinkled his eyebrows. "Is it dealing with King Brutus and his partnership with King Dragon's business in the Anatolia Island Kingdom?"
Kumara inhaled. "We are still investigating about it. We assume that King of the Anatolia Island kingdom didn't know about the mission!"
"What mission?" Baron looked at Kumara and Chandra in a confused expression.
"The mission to send King Antasena from his isolation on this land to The Emerald Drake Kingdom!" Kumara for the second time inhaled deeply. "The worst thing will happen if the mission succeeds. We, under the name of King Antasena and his loyal men, won't be able to save, release him and return him to his throne!"
Baron wiped his lips as he was thinking hard. "What am I supposed to do to help you, then?"
"We need some locations, lands and properties belong to King Dragon and King Brutus in this kingdom!"
Baron smiled widely, "Not a big deal for me and my men!"
"Great!" Kumara nodded and looked at Chandra. "Princess Chandra, would you get access to her to meet King's daughter, Soles Tiana?"
"I can make it but the princess has a ladyboy friend as one of her attendants. I can get access through him! Although, Prince Kumara has a special approach to make the princess get entertained!" Baron asked them to leave the balcony and started to have peaceful night in each room.
"Good night, Prince Kumara, Baron!" Chandra greeted them before entering her room.
The next morning, Baron had arranged Chandra to have a breakfast with opening air in one of places where the royal family members spent their breakfast occasionally and timely.
"Miss Tania!" Baron welcomed the Soles Tiana princess' ladyboy attendant. "What a wonderful day to see you!" Baron smiled widely as the ladyboy pulled her gown up and knelt slightly.
"I, Sir!" she replied in her rusty and coquettish voice.
Baron dragged a seat for her and he whispered in Tania's ear. "That's Madam Belladonna, an actress who is the wife of Mr. Hoverman, a man with his fabric business from the Wallachian kingdom!"
Tania glanced at Chandra, "I see!"
"She has a souvenir for you and the princess!" Baron added.
"What souvenir?"
Chandra showed Tania a bottle of perfume that she bought from Yovanka the night before. "A beautiful fragrance for a beautiful lady!" Chandra smiled.
Tania closed her open mouth with one hand. "Thank you, Madam!" she reached the perfume from Chandra's hand.
Chandra smiled, lifted her index to show Tania waiting for another surprise. "A beautiful expensive fabric product for our beautiful princess, Princess Soles Tiana!" she handed a gift to Tania.
Tania smiled at Chandra. "I really appreciate these all, Madam Belladonna. I'm going to talk about you and your husband's business to Princess Soles Tiana! But I have to leave you now!" she rose from her seat and knelt in front of Chandra and Baron who were taking seats before leaving them to return to the palace.
Chandra winked her eye at The Collector who was sitting not too far from them both. The attractive stunning young man smiled and nodded.
Miss Tania made her paces faster as she sensed that somebody was following her. She stopped her steps and turned around. As she saw what was not like the one she imagined. A young handsome man with his stunning smile was standing behind her.
"Are you following me, Sir?" Tania asked the young man with her iconic voice.
The young man smiled and nodded. "Ay, Miss!"
Tania folded her forehead. Her gestures became more alert and suspicious.
The young man walked forward and offered her a flipped palm to be taken. "It's my precious moment to know a beautiful lady like you!" the young man whispered and begged Tania to accept his handshake.
Hesitantly, Tania offered him her hand and the young man took it to kiss the hand gently and warmly.
"May I have your precious name, my lady?" the young man offered Tania a stem of a red rose.
"I, Sir! I am Tania!" she replied in a shy manner.
The young man smiled widely and offered her his arm to grab. "I'm wondering if we could walk along the park and please offer me a chance to know about a such beautiful lady like you!"
Tania bit her lower lip and grabbed the arm of the young man. "May I know your name, Sir?"
The young man inhaled. "Not such a great name and reputation for an ordinary man! You can call me the breeze."
"Why should I call you the breeze?" Tania asked in more pampering gestures.
"Since the breeze although you can't see it but you can feel it, Miss Tania! I want you feel me. Feel my love at first sight!" the young man smiled impulsively, caressed the hand of Tania on his arm so gently and warmly.
They walked to a wooden bench in the park. It was so quiet and the wind blew breezily. "What are you doing, Miss Tania?"
Tania arranged her long dress as they took a seat on the bench. "I'm a princess' attendant!"
The young man lifted his eyebrows, he looked so surprised. "What a great job as a young beautiful woman!"
Tania, again, bit her low lip and fixed the hat on her curly ginger coloured hair. "Thank you for your compliment, Sir. And, what are you doing?"
"Me? I am just a regular merchant who sell some fabric and fashion products!" The young man shrugged.
"Really? So, you must be a friend of Mr. Marquez!"
"Yes. I know that man!"
The young man paused and glanced at Tania. "Does he supply some fragrances to the princess and her sisters?"
"His sister does it. She has a wonderful but mysterious taste in fragrance!"
"Does the princess love it?"
"Some. Mr. Marquez, anyways, doesn't belong to this kingdom. He's the one of partnership members of the consortium from the Emerald Drake Kingdom!"
"So, he and his sister travel for business in this kingdom?" the young man asked Tania in a charming but stern eyesight and what his eyes did could make Tania blushed as she nodded.
The young man paused, smiling at Tania and taking her hand to be kissed with his beautiful small thin lips. "May I see you again tomorrow in this place? I'm glad if you could accept my gift before my ship is going to sail tomorrow evening!"
Tania inhaled in disappointed way as she turned her eyes to the young man. "Where are you going to sail?"
"The Wallachian!" the young man smiled and kissed the hand of Tania before he let Tania return to the palace.
At other place in the Anatolia Island, The Tracer had followed the horse carriage that brought Mr. Marquez and his sister, Yovanka, leaving the chateau of Baron and heading to a huge inn where the guests of the kingdom and the successful merchants stay overnight in the kingdom.
That morning, The Tracer found Yovanka was wearing a dark coloured mantle with a hoodie to cover her face. She was walking along the street and she stopped at a flower shop. She bought a bouquet of white roses and lilies before continuing her steps to a bridge.
The bridge separated the street and a shady park with some big trees with a little streaming river under. She seemed to wait for someone as she took a seat on a bench. The park was so silent, nobody was around as The Tracer was hiding himself behind a big old willow tree.
Within a few second, The Tracer could see a lady with a red maroon mantle and her face was covered with the mantle's hoodie was approaching with two men walking behind her.
"You said that you see a woman who like similar with Princess Chandra?" that woman asked Yovanka.
Yovanka nodded. "But she's an actress, Madam Belladona, a wife of Mr. Hoverman, a businessman from The Wallachian Kingdom, Marianne!"
They kept a pause as Yovanka continued to speak. "Her hair was long curly ginger coloured hair; she has a pair of beautiful hazel eyes. I think Princess Chandra doesn't appear like those traits that I mentioned!"
Marianne inhaled. "How am I supposed to recognize her?"
Yovanka sneered enigmatically. "She smells like lilies!" she sniffed the bouquet in her hand. "The symbol of deadly passionate attractiveness, the fatal one and lethal sign to be attacked to dead!" Yovanka hissed.
Marianne didn't respond as she took the bouquet from Yovanka's hand and bartered it with a buckle that The Tracer assumed it was a buckle of some golden coins.
As the transaction finished, the two women separated in two opposite directions as they came from before. The Tracer inhaled deeply.