(Mabry Aldaran: Mabry Slemmons; Myria Lanart y Aillard: Julie Stampnitzky;

Congratulatia Ridenow Y Elhalyn & Marcello Ridenow: Marcello Bellavista; Jorik Hastur: Jurij Gosso )

Continues from At Neskaya-Part II

Congratulatia went down to have her breakfast. She was perfectly dressed and made-up, as usual, but her face betrayed her concern. She met 'Betelgeuse' and ran to him.

"Oh, I am *so* glad to meet you, dear Betauro! I have just had another of my precognitive visions. I was carefully applying my extremely high quality make up to my stunning visage and was so shocked by the vision that I traced a horrible blue line on my brow. I had to wash and start all over, so this is why I am a bit late for breakfast. I beg pardon, but I could not come down looking like a Renunciate, now could I? Anyway, that most shocking vision involved the Lady of Aldaran once more. She was riding her horse and someone, a black figure I could not quite see accurately, pushed her and she would wind up with her face in mud. That terrible black figure would then stomp on her head causing her to <gasp> DROWN IN MUD!"

She opened her fan and started fanning herserlf vigorously.

"I am sure she would not listen to me, you know how bratty she can be sometimes, but her life is in danger! Please, warn the lady Myria: I have not been able to find her."

Later, that morning, Congratulatia found Mabry's letter and was quite surprised.

As soon as she opened it, she could see and smell the pink ink Mabry had used. "This just proves I have been right all along: she IS a harlot." She smiled to herself, then went on reading the content of the letter with attention.

As soon as she finished, she penned her answer.

The time had come make her drink the astringent tea she had concocted, the one which would cause the harlot to swell more and more, to the point of exploding in a hundred shards. Tula laughed heartily and had to fan herself to calm down. The evil glee in her eyes made her so charming, in her opinion: she would have liked very much if Eduin could be there to look at her; she was sure he would have screwed her in an unforgettable way.

Mabry shuddered. There was no way around it. She would have to take tea with Congratulatia. She quickly penned a polite response, and sat down rubbing her sore fingers. She was so tired of writing!

Congratulatia received Mabry's note and sent her servant to inform the Lady of Aldaran that they would be taking tea together the following day, in the middle of the afternoon.

Once more a crowd of visitors were knocking on Neskaya's door... *How I wouldn't like a nice quite Tower beyong the Wall around the World, where no one but banshees would ever visit,* thought Myria.

She opened the door and led the three visitors into the Tower.

"Dom Jorik, thank you for coming so promptly... Domna Annelys! How nice to see you cousin... S'dia shaya, you are welcome in Neskaya," she said to the third.

"Para servirti, vai domna." Kyrrdis bowed gracefully.

"Vai teneresteis, I'm here. Congra and Mabry are still..."

Suddenly Mabry had a wonderful feeling. Jorik was there! Why she did not know, but all other things dropped from her mind, and she bounded down the tower steps three at a time. "Jorik! Why are you here? I missed you!"

"Oh, Mabry! I missed you deeply too!"

Jorik went toward Mabry and lifted her in his arms.

"You are well! I see you are well! Thanks Myria!"

Jorik hadn't realized how much he was worried! Shortly after, he remembered about his supposed Hastur dignity.

He gave a slight cough and said: "Domna Myria, I'm sorry. Why did you summon me with urgency?"

But before she could answer someone knocked at the door.

As Marcello was approaching Neskaya Tower, he was appalled to perceive all to familiar a vibration: Jorik!

"Damn!" He thought. "He could make things difficult and ruin my plans..."

Under any other circumstances, he would have been at the happiest to meet his bredu again, but not this time, not with what he intended to do with Myria, Congratulatia and the accursed Harpy...

He knocked strongly at the door and called out: "Myria? MYRIA! I've arrived!"

"Jorik!" Marcello exclaimed. "What a pleasant surprise to find you here!" He lied. "And, most of all, how good-looking you are now that you've finally dyed your hair platinum-blond: it was high time!!"

"Marcello? Here? Myria! You managed to get a lot of people which I care of, all together in your Tower! Is it my birthday or something?" exclaimed Jorik

"Not that I know of, Dom Jorik. I asked you to come because I needed to discuss a certain matter. Dom Ridenow, you are welcome here- could you come now with Jorik to my office?"

"Of course, vai teneresteis." Marcello assumed a formal stance and followed the young lady.

To Annelys and Kyrrdis Myria said, "Would you like some refreshment? I must attend to some business now, but you will find some of the Tower members in the lounge on your left, perhaps you would like to meet them."

And in Mabry's ear, "Forgive me, Damisela, for taking your bredu away from you, but I must speak to him first. I will send you a message when I wish you to join us. Meanwhile, I hope you will consider what I told you earlier about being discreet."

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