Who are you after?”“The snarky asshole one.”“Could you be a little more specific.”“The one who has a staff and throws their toys out of the pram that one.”“Ooh.”“Yeah.

Yeah no shit, try asking random people about a bird owned by someone you don't know!” Javal countered “Well still you got it!” Javal acknowledged this with a small grin “Now what?” Javal asked Ingra scratched his head “Yeah...Well Dilmore suggested the idea....Not me.

This should be fun see how much we can annoy them this time.” “Annoy is such a harsh word...” Tria teased.

Agres!” she hissed again even louder this time “WHAT!” Tria smiled “Oh good you are alive.

So what have I missed.” Ingra asked Javal “Not much but hey I managed to reach your friend in Islette so all's good.” Javal sounded nervous but why would he be nervous?

Agres look!” Tria pointed Agres looked around “Very clever....” cheeky bastard Tria and Agres now found themselves back on a mountain top oh on not again

And Dilmore seems to be ignoring us again.” Tria says

It took us a stupid amount of time but we did it.

Welp I'm fucked, how am I meant to do that?! “Dilmore?

This doesn't feel right Agres...” Tria whispered “Nonsense!” Agres replied.

Then she stood on tiptoe and kissed him sweetly on the lips, “I promise you a love affair with a sun-bathed Austrian princess beyond anything you imagine—in love, in beauty, in intensity. A love that will power you to the end of our time together. You are going to be a fortunate man, Geoffrey Ashbrook.