By midnight everyone on the list have arrive and my job as attendis is over.
Still, even in this hour the grand meeting is still going on.
I wonder what would happend if I didn't stop the intruders.... Would this base still be standing?... Probably... But the damage would be clear.
I tosses around the bed unable to dose myself off.
"This is pointless, I can't just rest knowing my mistress is just down there".
An ideas come to mind.
5 minutes later.
In the kitchen that is still very much busy with preparing all matter of consumtion.
A fimiliar face caught by one of the chef entering the kitchen.
"Take a look at this, Mori the servent boy"
Mori sigh at the joke his collegue do before cutting straight to the point.
"You know what I'm here for... remember.. I save your life earlier".
The chef turn to the table behind him.
"Yes, yes I own you one.. here take this plat and bring it to the ballroom. It the least I could do to make you able to enter the bllroom".
Handing Mori the plat of bite size of prepared fish delice.
The chef give a goodbye gesture with a small smile, before continuing his previous work.
With the suit and the food plat, now Mori is ready to enter the ballroom without being kick out.
....
One step at a time, I make my way to the ball room in the chill of midnight.
I could have guess what kind of scenary is inside. Which I don't doubt would frighten a lot of people.. but to me.. it might cause me to get a little too excited.
My chest row high and low, trying to kept this tingleing sensation throught out my body low.
"Keep it professional... I had to keep it profesisonal".
Steadly as I move closer and closer to the ball room I finally arrive at the door seperating the ball room from outside.
The guard seeing me bringing the food plate open the door forward.
....
....
Just as I had aspected.
I don't have time to saviour this moment.. not until I fully enter the room and the door close behind me.
But when it did.... I in did saviour this moment.
Infront of me is the view of the entire organisation higher up, no asception.
But it not the individual, or the dressing or the view that caught my attention.
This throbing feeling in my heart.
"Curse..... full of curse" I said so quetily that the serounding chit chat had drown my voice.
The individual, the items, the rarity. It all speak to me.
How long since I had seen this many sight of curses infront of me..
I couldn't help but left a small chuckle.
Oh yeah it was back then.