The Snowiest Owl
Owl-Obsessed and Owl-Blessed
"Hey Kid."
Dusk approached with Mira gripping his leg tightly. He had a grim look on his face and he had a toothpick propped between his teeth.
"Here. Minister Obsidian wanted me to deliver this letter to you."
Dusk opened it for her and handed the parchment to Nina.
-Dear Guest-
I have awknowledged the presence of you and your family and I have humbly accepted you intergration into this fine establishment. However, exactly on 6:35 PM today I caught you and your partner copulating in the Hospital Wing. There are reasons to why I'm concerned to this act of promiscuity and I want to tell you this, Dearest Guest. This is a family building of Servane Iphil. His family has lived here for five generations and I would be panic-stricken if Servane's parents and siblings have found out about your scene in the Hospital Wing. They would most likely banish your family from this settlement or at the very least exile you and your love companion. We have audio/ visual systems in every room in the house and I will find out what you have been doing under the radar. This is a strict manor with specific rules. You may not preform sexual activities within these walls. If this act continues I will relinquish my judgement upon the matter myself. This may be the Iphil manor but I am the most influential chairman this family and company as a whole. I will see fit to what punishment that will be developed if you resume. Please be discreet as you stay in the manor.
Sincerely, Edal Obsidian
Minister of Article 3
Dusk stood by and held his breath. What was Nina going to think of a threat from the chairman himself? Surely she would oblige but what if Chad forced her into it again? Dusk felt the need to hopefully help Nina resist the urge to do so, but Dusk isn't sure how he can help.
"Hey kid. Looks like you're in the hot seat." What was all he managed to say before turning and walking back into the mess hall. Mira reluctantly followed. She felt uneasy at the thought of it. Was Minister Gahsma a pervert? Or was he a control-freak? She disregarded these morbid thoughts and decided to focus on the task at hand. A high-class feast with all different sorts of people to talk to. How exciting!
Dusk approached with Mira gripping his leg tightly. He had a grim look on his face and he had a toothpick propped between his teeth.
"Here. Minister Obsidian wanted me to deliver this letter to you."
Dusk opened it for her and handed the parchment to Nina.
-Dear Guest-
I have awknowledged the presence of you and your family and I have humbly accepted you intergration into this fine establishment. However, exactly on 6:35 PM today I caught you and your partner copulating in the Hospital Wing. There are reasons to why I'm concerned to this act of promiscuity and I want to tell you this, Dearest Guest. This is a family building of Servane Iphil. His family has lived here for five generations and I would be panic-stricken if Servane's parents and siblings have found out about your scene in the Hospital Wing. They would most likely banish your family from this settlement or at the very least exile you and your love companion. We have audio/ visual systems in every room in the house and I will find out what you have been doing under the radar. This is a strict manor with specific rules. You may not preform sexual activities within these walls. If this act continues I will relinquish my judgement upon the matter myself. This may be the Iphil manor but I am the most influential chairman this family and company as a whole. I will see fit to what punishment that will be developed if you resume. Please be discreet as you stay in the manor.
Sincerely, Edal Obsidian
Minister of Article 3
Dusk stood by and held his breath. What was Nina going to think of a threat from the chairman himself? Surely she would oblige but what if Chad forced her into it again? Dusk felt the need to hopefully help Nina resist the urge to do so, but Dusk isn't sure how he can help.
"Hey kid. Looks like you're in the hot seat." What was all he managed to say before turning and walking back into the mess hall. Mira reluctantly followed. She felt uneasy at the thought of it. Was Minister Gahsma a pervert? Or was he a control-freak? She disregarded these morbid thoughts and decided to focus on the task at hand. A high-class feast with all different sorts of people to talk to. How exciting!
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