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"You can call me 'sir'," the bodyguard snarls. Not the most promising of
beginnings. I can only hope that some of Gustav's staff will be more
amenable. If all else fails, I am prepared to offer them sexual favours. I
am absolutely determined to kill Gustav, and in any case I'm sad to
confess that after my experiences in the brothel the idea no longer
bothers me nearly as much as it once would have.
Naturally I would prefer be able to escape after killing Gustav, though
even if I can't arrange that I will still go through with the
assassination attempt. With any luck, if I can get away from the mansion
afterwards, there will be too much confusion and infighting, with all his
main lieutenants trying to take control of his operation, for anyone to be
sent after me, even if they work out that it was I who killed him. I will
try to get to my friends, who perhaps will be able to get the King to
destroy the outfit, if it isn't already imploding without Gustav to run it.
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At the mansion, I am made to bathe and change into a new outfit, then wait until Gustav's houseguest (the pirate captain, Krenzel) arrives. An hour or so later, he does, and upon learning of my presence, asks for me right away.
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At the mansion, I am made to bathe and change into a new outfit, then wait until Gustav's houseguest arrives. But he never does. Tonight, at least, I'll get a reprieve.
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At the mansion, I am made to bathe and change into a new outfit, then wait until Gustav's houseguest arrives. But he never does. However close to midnight I hear my room's door being unlocked and the lead bodyguard enters.
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Several months later, I realise that I'm pregnant again. Not surprising, as I've been offered no precautions, nor have my "clients" taken any. Of course, I have no idea who the father is. I tell no-one yet.
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Several months later, I realise that I'm pregnant again. Not surprising, as I've been offered no precautions, nor have my "clients" taken any. I arrange for word to be passed to Gustav.
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Two years later, I'm in my room one afternoon thinking about my children, as I often do. They'll be toddlers by now. I wonder how they're getting on. My thoughts are interrupted by...
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