CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER FIVE

LUCKY.

That's how everyone describes her. At some point, she highly agrees, just like now. She's indeed a lucky one.

She just received an invitation to meet the head of Regal Vixens and Serpents organization or also known as RVS. It is a society incorporated organization in which high profiled bachelors and bachelorettes are exclusively entrants. Regal VS is a most sought after exclusive organization in the world.

Unlike any other organization out there who's not legal, there are the total opposites. Though, they are known and legal, the leaders of the said organization remained unknown.

It's one of the rules.

“A love potion.” Maman said to her that she thought she just misheard her.

Waverly was expecting for some gun power, advanced medicines, exotic drugs, or tech power after hearing the word, “deadly chemical.”

But she was wrong, the request is almost impossible. There's no such thing as a love potion.

She cleared her throat. “A love potion, Maman? Did I hear you right?”

“Yes. I need a love potion, Miss Knight.” Maman replied and leaned on her chair as she crossed her legs, “I loved your profile when I reviewed it when you were just applying in the organization and I guess you are informed about the first test of being a Serpent Vixen.”

She nodded her head in response, “I was well-informed, Maman.”

“Well then, you are not yet an official member of RVS but if you passed this test, who knows? Maybe you won't be just a member, but a viscountess.”

Waverly gasped. “A what, Maman?”

“A viscountess, Miss Knight. If you are familiar with the hierarchy of RVS, I, the highest ruler, is called the Empress. The other rulers, my second hand, are called kings and queens. The future consorts of kings and queens will be called, the grand dukes and grand duchesses.” she clasped her hands before continuing, “The prince and princesses are the future children. Marquess and Marchioness are the heads of family's supporting the RVS. Count, Countess, Viscount, and Viscountess are the people who have a big contribution to us. Knights and Dames are the butlers.” Maman explained proudly at her.

Waverly knew that the organization is big, but she never imagined that it was this huge.

“Do you personally meet with every member of RVS?”

“Of course not, Miss Knight. But if I saw a potential in the applicant just like you, then, I, personally, call them for an invitation like this. If I didn't see any special potential from them, the Counts and Countess are people they will meet for the test.” Maman calmly said.

Joining this organization really needs to have guts.

Waverly smiled. “So, let's continue with the love potion, Maman. I'll make it, but I want to know why, from all the chemicals you needed, it has to be a love chemical?” she asked.

“Humans, they are weak when it comes to love and affection. They are easy to manipulate and conquer when they are too overwhelmed with emotions. I guess, you are familiar with the saying, “Even the smartest person is dumb when it comes to love.” And that's what I wanted.”

“Are you sure about this, Maman?”

“I am, Miss Knight. Show me what you got. It takes guts to be an official SV, sweetie.” Maman replied and winked at her.

“I will do my best, Maman.” she replied, “Oh, by the way, Maman… I will give the potion and antidote at the same time.”

They talked and discussed things about RVS and her project, then what will happen if she passed the test for more hours that they lost track of the time.

“Thank you for tonight, Miss Knight. See you in two months time.” Maman bid her goodbye before leaving the restaurant.

Waverly looked at her wristwatch, Nine o'clock.

She sighed and started playing with her fingers. Maybe, I should order a wine. I need to think thoroughly for this mission impossible of mine, she thought.

Waverly called the waiter and ordered two bottles of wine. She had a high tolerance in alcohol, so it will be fine.

A love potion… isn't it too much? It was like she requested that because I do witchcraft.

Her phone rang, she immediately answered it. “What do you want?” she snapped.

“Your service, Alaia.” the baritone voice replied from the other line. His voice was too stiff and cold.

She raised her eyebrows as if the man is in front of her, “I have many complicated projects as of now, E. Can we do yours some other time?” she gritted her teeth in annoyance.

“Fine.” the man replied and ended the call.

Waverly messed her hair. I'm great at chemicals, but why do they have to request such chemicals? What do they think of me, a witch?

She shook her head.

You got this!

Waverly played with the wine glass in her hand. If she is able to make the love potion, how would she test it? To whom? And how would she know that it totally worked?

Should I hire someone?

She took her phone and called someone. Someone she knew that will help her with anything.

“Hello, Waverly!” the woman beamed.

She smiled hearing her voice, no doubt. This person will help her.

“Hey, Butter! Can you help me with something?” she asked lovingly.

Butter blew a loud breath. “What is it first?”

“Be my muse.”

“Muse? For what?”

Waverly pursed her lips. “I'm going to make a love potion, I need someone to take it when I finished, for testing.” she said in a trailing voice.

Butter chuckled from the other line. “Really? A love potion? What are you, a witch?” she replied ridiculously.

“I know it sounds ridiculous, Butter, but it was a request and I wanted to know if I can really make something rare.”

“I believed in seducing, Waverly. But, seriously? That potion, that's too ideal and impossible.” Butter said frustrated.

“I know that's why I want to know. This is also a challenge for me and my skills, you know?”

“Fine! Just call me again when you finally need me, bye Waverly! I have an appointment.” Butter replied, making her smile.

“Bye.” and she ended the call.

Now, all I have to do is think about the chemicals and tools that I'll use to make this potion happen.