Tangled

*Ana*

“How did this go so wrong?” I barely give the last attendees a chance to settle. But it shouldn’t have taken this long.

But that is a problem for another day. I make a mental note to add to a list that only seems to grow.

“Your Empress, it is late,” Someone from the crowd remarks with a few disgruntled agreements.

“I said, what happened?” I repeat.

“You dragged us in for that?” Someone scuffs as others join in.

“This is war,” Others roll their eyes, looking between them. These things happen.”

“These things?” I repeat as the door opens—a flash of red darts from the door to cling to the side.

Why, that’s Bruno.

I watch him curiously slip from the side to crunch down behind a pillar. He thoroughly covers himself in the fixture before I see his head peek out. He peers half of his face out as if to watch.

What is he doing?

“I understand you are upset, but Her Empress is too sensitive. This is why women shouldn’t-”

“Care to repeat that!” Admiral Nugen snaps to shut them up immed