Today was a big day.
After inviting Gray Tarkinson out countless times, Milaire had finally persuaded the young heiress of the Watkinson Trading Company to join him by mentioning "Annan's new work."
The unrest in the North had barely affected the Duchy of Keating. People in Trade City were more interested in new things, like Twin Ministers Weekly and Annan's fourth production.
Milaire had paid a hefty price to secure two tickets, then gone to the Watkinson residence to pick up Miss Gray.
"You look as beautiful as ever today."
Gray's response was lukewarm. She had plenty of suitors, and Milaire was only one of them.
When they arrived at the new Theater, Milaire stepped down from the carriage, turned back like a gentleman, and offered Gray his hand. He helped her down, and they joined the queue.
The women in line wore beautiful gowns, while the men stood straight in formal suits, as though they had just come from a banquet.
Two young nobles ahead of them were speaking quietly. "Did you hear? The fourth Magic Film was originally called 'When Orcs Come Knocking'... Maybe it's a horror film."
"Horror?"
Milaire imagined Gray getting frightened and throwing herself into his arms... Suddenly, he disliked Annan a little less.
"Would you like to try Lord Annan's newly invented lemon soda? Today's special: two cups for just one Gold Narl! Buy one, get one free! Only a hundred cups available each day!"
The sales pitch came from up ahead. A young woman carrying a tray of drinks was making her way past the queue.
Milaire hadn't paid her any attention at first, but when he saw Gray press her lips together, he quickly waved. "Two cups, please."
The girl came over with a bright smile. "Would you like ice, sir?"
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