a cabal, part 2

by rhoda penmarq

little did they know after the ball was over when she caught the servant girl going through her portmanteau she remained calm, though inwardly coldly raging i know you are the spawn of spiders and midnight is almost upon us i am gratified to have found you so easily virtually at the stroke at midnight the king, you know, is inclined to be merciful but i am not the king, my child oh, madam, you sadly misunderstand me in this time of turmoil and madness involving persons in the highest places i would never do anything dishonorable you mistake me for another the end of the ball was only the beginning and now that we are alone i can explain you think it all a joke, do you? the persons in high places do not understand now that the ball is over oh, little do they know! in the furthest reaches of the empire there are desperate people even as we speak who presume on the king’s mercy but it is no joking matter and involves not only persons in high places because little do they know

a cabal, part 1

by rhoda penmarq

involving persons in the highest places just because they are the spawn of traitors the baroness retired to her room but little did they know the king is inclined to be merciful at that moment she determined midnight is almost upon us in the furthest reaches of the empire beyond the borders of the furthest provinces at a time of great upheaval in the furthest reaches of the empire the baroness carefully closed the door behind her midnight was almost upon her just because she was the descendant of heroes and bitterly resented the upstarts who were endangering the empire i would not try that if i were you to seek the enchantress out disguised as she may be as a servant girl at that moment she cried out i would not try that if i were you no matter how determined you may think you are this is a time of great upheaval yet though the king is inclined to be merciful the ball is over i too am determined in this time of unprecedented chaos and i am retiring to my estate