The Golden Cage

[Loyola]

Enma is waking up. Giant handmade bed in the center of the room, holographic representation of the Outcast cross on ceiling right above. The same room she fell asleep yesterday. She's slowly standing up, taking a look around. it was quite messy, even empty bottle of wine is laying on the floor, along with some personal items. There went one million credits. Empty plates from additionaly ordered snacks and desserts. At least those maids will have something to do, aside of chatting with their princess. She's taking a kind look on Charlotte who was sleeping next to her. Her breath is calm and she generally have a perfect morning mood to start a good day. Even her breath was perfetly calm and deep.

Loyola is taking her blouse and slowly pulling it on, she's still too sleepy to do it fast. Pants, jacket and shoes went just after. Now Loyola is spending about 10-15 minutes in a front of the mirror making up her hair. Oh her way she's also finding a bottle of 'El Sable Cola' in a bucket with already melting ice. It was not the ideal, but way better whan nothing. Loyola is opening the bottle and heading to the bed again. Charlotte was still sleeping and nothing indicated that she will wake up anytime soon. Holding look on the Gallic princess for a few more moments, Enma is heading to quite lone standing laptop on a giant table, beautiful leather armchair would probably make some Gaian to shed a tear.

Enma really had to go soon, but she would not leave Charlotte without a latter. She's sitting down and starting to type out the message. She is not even sure how to talk to Charlotte now, start with traditional 'your highness' or maybe something else? There was too many choices now, situation was way more simple yesterday, even though it was hard. Enma sighed and just started to type. She have some sort of plan on what to, but it's still not simple.

"Good morning, your highness. I hope you slept well. Sadly I have to leave you this morning, because of my duties. Something tells me that we will meet faster than we both expecting. But, anyway, if you will need something just inform your maids. I will leave my direct contacts as well, feel free to contact me in every time of day and night if you will need anything. I will try to begin negotiations with your family as soon as possible. By the way if you want to send a communiqué to your home, just let me know. Of coruse it will be under observation and channel will be extremely secured, but it's doable only if you wish.

And another thing I did not manage to tell you yesterday. It's quite important, but I did not suit the conversation. It's seems like our medics used a lot of Cardamine during your unconsciousness. It's a common practice here, we use it in medecine and even in our cookery. It means that your body will require for more anytime soon. I will order to provide you the best sorts of Cardamine, but please... If you will feel any sort of dizziness, weakness or just feel yourself sick, order it. Don't risk the long deprivation, you do not deserve to die. On my side I will do what I can, but please, don't do anything unwise. I'm with you, you are not one by one with this. "

Loyola somehow felt Charlotte after this night, partly because she also felt herself a prisoner of the situation, where every decision is leading right into into the abbys. Enma still do believe that she can win this situation, but for now it's hardly imaginable. It still depended on too many other people aside her, including Charlotte, relations with who are now completely blurred.

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