Darkness.
A lantern appears, which begins to rotate and create glare. Archival papers with data on all members of the White Dove team fly out from under the light.
London.
Tall houses, long dark streets are illuminated by lanterns. Big Ben.
Day.
Gardens near the academy. The gardens of the royal house. They contain family members: Richard, Mary, Edward, Charlotte, and the queen is sitting in the middle.
Control.
The Colonel, Dollishop, "7" and "L"
Duke's Office.
The Duke himself is sitting at the table, with a Gazelle standing next to him.
Zelda's silhouette sweeps by, followed by the rays of the sun shining through thick clouds, which illuminate the wall separating the kingdom and the commonwealth.
Darkness again.
Behind the small light of the lantern, you can alternately see: Ange, Dorothy, Chise, Beatrice, Charlotte.
The action is transferred to a shootout.
Chise's katana broke, Dorothy ran out of bullets, Charlotte was hiding Beatrice, and a bullet flew into the standing Ange, hitting her right in the head ...
Through a blurry picture, a house in Casablanca was seen...
Night. The science room.
The Saint woke up in a cold sweat, who immediately jumped up and went to the table, next to him lay a paper calendar on which the dates up to June 11 were crossed out, which was circled. Through drowsiness and shortness of breath, the boy said.
— Today... today...
After which he collapsed on the floor.
Midday. The royal house.
There are a lot of people in the guest room. Charlotte communicates with everyone and watches.
Beatrice follows me around and constantly turns around. Eventually she asks.
— Can you remind me who exactly we are looking for?
The princess whispered.
— Anyone who seems even a little suspicious.
— What about the maneuver?
— It should be very soon...
After a while, several artists appeared on the small stage, who arranged musical instruments.
They started playing "Boney M – Rasputin", and a guy in a brown suit came out to the sound of guitars and violins.
The guests approached the stage with interest. The boy began to move to the rhythm, he turned out to be Holy. Charlotte looked at the boy and said.
— Here he is, Beatrice, in person.
Glory began to dance vigorously on stage, attracting the attention of the guests. He started singing.
Everyone who was in the hall turned their attention to the performance.
Suddenly, one man detached himself from the crowd and walked out of the hall. As he walked through the corridors, he tried not to get caught by the guards. Having found the entrance to the basement, I went down it and got into small catacombs.
After spending about 10 minutes there, he returned to the hall and, without attracting attention, tried to get lost in the crowd. At that moment, three figures came out of the hatch and entered the basement.
In the hall, Charlotte noticed the stranger's exits and entrances and signaled the Saint. The kid jumped out to the crowd right during the song and started dancing around that stranger, focusing attention on him. After that, he returned to the stage and began to sing, as if to communicate with a stranger. The crowd began to cheer the man, and he refused to look at his watch more and more often.
In the basement, meanwhile, the door to the boiler room opened with a bang. Ange, Dorothy, and Chise quickly ran into it. When they saw a small cavorite bomb, they immediately began to defuse it.
Ange turned on the key ball and tried to disassemble the explosive device, but nothing worked.
Chise propped up the cavorite charge with a katana and together they disconnected them. After which, Dorothy locked it in a hand-held refrigerator.
The girls left the basement at the same moment.
In the hall, at this moment, having squeezed through the crowd, the man was about to leave the room, but Charlotte stopped him, saying.
— Are you leaving already?
— Yes, you know, I can't breathe anymore, I'm going outside. — He said nervously.
— Then let me take you, I know a shortcut.
— No, don't bother, you need to be here, — the man looked sharply at his watch — otherwise the guests will worry.
— Don't worry, no one will notice our absence. And God, where are my manners, what's your name?
— Robert... Robert Brown.
Charlotte and Robert walked down the hall towards the kitchen, the man constantly looking back.
They entered the kitchen, where the chefs were carefully cooking. A couple of butlers watched their movements, and an officer stood in the distance, unremarkably drinking tea.
Charlotte walked towards the officer, Robert following her. Approaching, the princess spoke.
— Mr. Lawrence. Could you take the gentleman out into the fresh air?
— I am always happy to serve the princess. Will you follow me, Mister?..
— Browns... Robert Browns.
Lawrence put down a mug of tea, opened the emergency exit door and together with the man he left the kitchen. On the street, the officer kindly offered the man a ride in the car. Robert spoke nervously.
— No need, Sergeant, I'll just have... a couple of minutes in the fresh air.
— Well, come on, let's take a ride, we won't be long.
The man still got into the car, Lawrence followed him, after which the officer knocked on the wall and Steve, who was driving, drove off.
Charlotte sighed and returned to the hall, where the Saint's performance had just ended.
The Princess and Beatrice approached the boy. Charlotte said with a smile.
— Excellent performance, Mr. Lavigne...
Svyat, catching his breath, said.
— Thank you very much... Thank you.
Beatrice asked.
— And when is your next performance?
— Never... Over my dead body...
Charlotte sneered imperceptibly. Then she spoke.
— Well, since it's over here, then wait for me at my room, I have an urgent matter, but don't worry, we'll be in time for the arrival of the guests.
Svyat nodded, but his face showed that he was puzzled.
Several hours have passed.
The academy. Science room.
Glory, Steve, and Lawrence were sitting on the table. The latter was talking about a man.
— Well, then we drove him around the city, chatted, but somehow the conversation didn't go well.
Well, I had to take them to the control anyway, I didn't say much there either, but it's still a long way to the evening.
The saint asked about it.
— Did he see the road?
Steve spoke up.
— No... and surveillance, I hope, too. What are you doing? Just quietly waiting for the princess to finish her business?
— It's a long story, I'll tell you later... The kid said, holding onto his right shoulder.
Suddenly, Lawrence grabbed a bottle of wine and stared intently inside. Steve asked.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
Svyat went to open it, and Lawrence was still looking at the bottle and saying.
— I could have sworn it rattled.
— Yeah, sure... — Steve mumbled.
Glory returned with Charlotte and Beatrice. The princess spoke.
— Our guests will arrive any minute.
— I've heard that somewhere before... Steve said, crunching his back.
The door opened again. Chise and Dorothy entered the room. Svyat greeted him first, bowing.
Chise was surprised, but bowed in return. The boy grinned, then hugged his girlfriend, saying.
— Well? How many people have you killed without me?
— No more than you bottles, I see.
Chise greeted everyone in turn. Dorothy spoke.
— And that no one will greet me?
The saint held out his hand with a smile. Dorothy looked at her disapprovingly, but still held out her hand. The boy immediately reached out to the girl and spoke through tears.
— Ehh, I can't believe it! It's only been two months, but it seemed like three years...
— Well, that's it, save your sentimentality.
Dorothy greeted the others. The saint looked around and became a little sad. Everyone was chatting. Steve smiled during the conversation with Dorothy and turned towards Glory and said.
— Hey stowaway, you have someone behind you...
— Who?
The kid turned around and at that moment Ange jumped on him from behind. The saint was surprised, but the girl only whispered.
— I missed you...
— And I...
Said Glory just as quietly.
Dorothy clapped her hands and spoke.
— All right, lovebirds, you'll have a chat after, but for now, while everyone is gathered, we need to have time to discuss everything.
Everyone sat down at the table, only Svyat, Steve and Dorothy were on their feet. The last one asked.
— So, first tell me, during our two-month absence, something global happened.
[S] — No.
[L] — Yes.
Saint and Lawrence said in one voice.
The girl sighed.
— Is there any damage?
Saint and Lawrence looked at each other, and then back at Dorothy.
[S] — yes.
[L] — No.
Dorothy covered her face with her hand. Steve spoke up.
— In general... No one died.
— At least that's a good thing... Okay, you'll read what we did in the report. Well, now tell me how
Robert Brownson is doing?
Lawrence said.
— They took me to the control room. He's sitting, he's not pricking.
— Okay, the bomb is there, they said it was different from the past, but the essence is the same...
— Stop, stop... A bomb!? What kind of bomb? Why was I told?
Svyat asked.
Beatrice spoke.
— We were told not to talk so that no one would start panicking... especially you.
— In general, the main thing is that she is now in a safe place — Dorothy was saying — And while we were handing her over, they sent us the address of the house where this Brows lived...
— Oh, I can go and check... Lawrence spoke up.
— No, you and Steven will try to get the most out of Robert.
Lawrence was upset, and Dorothy continued.
— Today, the princess will have another social event, so Chise will go with her. Betochka and I will find out about the bomb, and they will check the house... our lovebirds.
Ange and Glory looked at each other and smiled.
Stephen took the keys and spoke loudly.
— To the cars.
Svyat got up, pressed one of the three levers and the usual board was replaced by an armory.
Charlotte spoke.
— I'm glad that everyone is back together.
In all this commotion, only Chise did not understand anything, looking around. Then she spoke.
— They didn't even give me a word to say!..