Rosie's Games

Chapter 168: The Seven Empires Dirt

As a member of the prominent Lux Family, Victoria never once thought that she would one day, kneel in front of another person other than the statue of the Goddess herself. Today, she was proven wrong.

Victoria could still feel her knees shake from the memory of her kneeling in front of the unknown sorceress. Her hand tightened around her daughter's hand as she stared at Dorothy's weak appearance. It has been a few hours since they left that hellish place, a few hours since she arrived in her daughter's room. Yet, the memories of what happened inside that house were still vivid in her head.

She would never forget it in all her life.

She wiped the tears in her eyes as she silently consoled herself. She did it for her daughter, she did it for Dorothy. What kind of mother would let their child just suffer? Perhaps, many mothers could do that but not her. Oh no, not her!

"Madam."

Victoria flinched at Jeames' voice. She turned around and found him standing not that far away from her and not that far away from the bed where Dorothy was lying.

"I have found someone."

"A pregnant woman?" she asked.

"Yes. She is about to give birth this month."

Victoria swallowed her nonexistent saliva. A life for a life, that was what the woman said.

There was a possibility that this would not help Dorothy, and Victoria was prepared to accept that. However, that possibility would not stop her from trying.

"Go ahead and take her. Make sure she lives"

"I understand," Jeames replied as he left the room.

"Loren," she murmured, her right-hand man immediately appeared not far from her.

"Madam"

"Follow him. Make sure he does not do anything stupid." While she appreciated Jeames's feelings for her daughter, she could not help but fear the man's lack of morals. Jeames did not hesitate to kneel in front of that woman, and now, he would not flinch in kidnapping a pregnant woman and taking her child from her belly before she could give birth.

She was certain that Jeames would not hesitate to dirty his hands just for Dorothy. People like that were far scarier than cowards. People like Jeames would do everything and anything to survive, to live. They were going to sacrifice everything for their loved ones and destroy everything that their enemies cherished.

People like Jeames could be good dogs as long as you fed them right. If not they would surely bite you just to feed their empty stomachs.

.....

Tonight, Rosalind used her ring to go to the black market.

She was supposed to sleep but her mind was still full of Lurea and Ena's faces. She could not help but feel like she had missed something, but what could it be?

"Miss Lin!" Mathies welcomed her. The piece of cloth that covered half of his face immediately attracted her attention. As if sensing her thoughts, the man smiled. "Ah this is something that we neede to do since that thing started."

Rosalind nodded. She could not imagine the number of people that had been infected by the mysterious curse. By now, it must have spread in Aster. The result of this plague would be catastrophic, not only to Aster, but to the other Empires as well.

"Let me guide you to Mr. Pratt," Mathies said.

"I was not expecting to see you here, Mathies," she said.

"Did you expect me to run away at the first sign of trouble?"

"Yes."

"I am offended."

"It was not meant to offend you," Rosalind said.

Mathies chuckled in response. "How could I leave now?" he asked.

This time, Rosalind just shrugged. She had no answer to that question. She does not exactly know the man that well enough for her to say anything. Still, she thought that the Primal Fangs would be smart enough to leave this place because of the plague.

She was certain that the other merchant companies and mercenary groups had already taken proper measures because of this matter.

"Miss Lin! I am so glad to see you again," Pratt smiled when he saw her. Just like Mathies, he was wearing a thin cloth on the lower half of his face.

"There are fewer people" Rosalind noted. She was not talking about customers. She was talking about the staff. She only saw one staff member walking around as she walked towards Pratt's office. Usually, there were many people around.

"Ah, we have already taken some measures and sent some people to quarantine before they stayed in another branch. The number of people affected by the plague has increased and we cannot just sit here, doing nothing."

"Of course," she sat opposite him.

"Sweet tea?" he asked.

"Bitter," she said.

"Very well. Mathies, go prepare a bitter tea for Miss Lin," Mr. Pratt said.

"How about Lucilla and little Alma?" she asked.

"Safe. They are hidden in a very secure place."

"I am glad," Rosalind said. She stared at the large map in front of Mr. Pratt.

"This is a map of the continent," he said.

"I" she had seen one before, but that one wasn't as detailed as this.

"These maps are for merchants. All safe routes are marked with blue and the red ones mean they are not safe for camping and traveling."

"I understand," Rosalind said. She thought of something that would happen in the near future and smiled. It seems that the Four Quarter Masters were really doing their best to make their businesses bigger.

"May I know why Miss Lin decided to visit now? Is there anything else that I can do for you? If I am not wrong, the next treatment for Princess Isabel would not be for another two days."

"I would like to know more about the other Empires. To be more specific, the information about the Blessed families."

Mr. Pratt frowned but quickly gave her a meaningful smile. "Do you want all the legal things or"

"Everything about them," Rosalind stressed. "I want to know their secrets, how they sleep, how they take a bath, and maybe even how they are breathing air."

"Miss Lin those demands are a bit" Mr. Pratt made a deliberate pause.

"Too much?"

"No." Mr. Pratt shook his head before he leaned forward. "It is something that would make one wonder why you wanted to have that information."