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Rogdan and Fay, following Vice-Captain Celestia Coriander of the city guard, pass one guard post after another, bypass several well-fortified forts, receive permission from one commander and then from another, until finally they find themselves at the threshold of the Amethyst Palace. Leaving the baron and heroine alone with the guards, she went inside to report their arrival, and after about 20 minutes, they were allowed to enter the throne room.
— My job here is done, — Celestia announced. — Allow me to thank you for your initiative, and may Artery help you succeed in this noble endeavor.
After saluting, she left in the direction from which they came, and one of the guards asked if they were ready to proceed.
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/Ugh, I don't like these clarifications. /
/ And they even sent Celestia. Well, if she took responsibility, couldn't she have followed through to the end?/
 

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— Uh-huh, — the bartender said, genuinely surprised, — I understand that there’s a special atmosphere and first-class service, but it’s just a café, nothing more. And what did you think, that it’s a secret meeting of Gonzo shapeshifters? — After voicing her assumption, she laughed, which, however, didn’t attract any attention to her, due to the constant noise in the rest of the establishment. — If I remember correctly, “Snow White” had two founders, and if one was simply fascinated by girls with snow-white hair and wanted to share his love with other townspeople, the other believed that you could make very good money from something that many people hate. Well, they say that there’s only one step from hate to love, and as time has shown, it worked.
— I wouldn’t be surprised by a shapeshifter club, — Valdemar muttered. — Rather, I’d be less surprised than by “just a café.” Ah, a different culture!
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza,
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
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Rogdan, despite the perhaps unsettling atmosphere, was in an excellent mood. He had a unique opportunity to prove himself, and he was confident that he wouldn't disappoint the rulers of the empire. Deciding not to make them wait any longer, he made sure he looked presentable and immediately followed the soldier, just like Lian Fay.

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What awaited Rogdan and his companion behind the high doors of the Amethyst Palace was a magnificent, incredibly beautiful throne room that perfectly lived up to its name. Many of the interior elements were made of natural amethyst of very large size and complemented by live flowers of purple and pink hues. Somewhere in the distance, where the crimson-gold carpet, which stretched from the very entrance, ended, stood an empty throne. Slightly to the side of it, on a couch near the amethyst statue of Arteria, lay the lifeless body of Vivian Air el Sufir. Sunlight, filtering through a stained-glass window, fell precisely on her, creating an atmosphere of serenity. The next thing that caught the eye was the large number of Airisufir knights, whose impressive equipment clearly indicated that they were, without a doubt, the elite of the empire. Finally, the girl who had been standing beside Vivian, deigned to greet the guests.
— Lucretia Air el Sufir, sister of the Empress and Countess of the Crimson Lake, — she introduced herself, carefully observing the baron and his heroine. — But enough with the greetings, I have been told about the situation, Sir Rogdan, Lady Fai.
— Please forgive me, Your Highness, — Lian Fai unexpectedly spoke up, — and Her Majesty?..
— The Empress is too shocked and saddened by what has happened to receive guests. — She led them to the couch on which Vivian rested. — There is no time to lose, the life of my sister and the priestess of the Goddess is in your hands.
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Mirastir lingered at the outpost, said a silent prayer... It took some time, of course, but in the end, he decided to return to the "Griffins" headquarters. He idled around, listened to what people were saying, and prayed to Arteria again near the statue. And when his stomach started rumbling, he went to Raphael:
— Hello, listen, who is in charge of purchasing supplies? I'm afraid we'll have problems tomorrow too, not just the city; there's nothing left in the warehouses.
— No one, — Raphael replied without looking up, dismissing the question with a wave of his hand. — There are plenty of restaurants in the city.
He found him meticulously rewriting something in one of his books. Today, the merchant finally caught up with his usual routine: in bed until lunchtime, and after lunch, he decided to immediately take care of minor tasks so he could get to the good drinks earlier. While filling out the table, he paused and scanned all the data. Frowning and stroking his mustache, he clicked his tongue, closed the book, and snapped the lock. Looking up, he was surprised to find Mirastir standing nearby and spent a few moments trying to understand the situation.
Putting the book back in its place, he abruptly stood up from the chair and reached for his coat:
— Let's go. We'll see what's going on with the supply issue, and we'll also check "Salamandra" – compare prices; that will give us a clear picture.
As he left the room, he also grabbed his three men.
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Rogdan was so captivated by the beauty of the palace that he could barely contain himself. He wanted to look around, walk through the hall, carefully examining every item of furniture, and only a small amount of willpower was enough to prevent him from doing so.
—Lady Lucretia Air el Sufir, Your Highness. —Rogdan bowed respectfully. —We will do everything in our power. Lian Fay, —he nodded to the heroine, —please check if it is possible to help Lady Vivian. I hope for your abilities.

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-- I wouldn't be surprised if it were a shapeshifter club, -- Valdemar muttered. -- Actually, I'd be less surprised than if it were just a "regular cafe." Ah, different cultures!
— Really?... Well, it's good to know that my old workplace still continues to charm new visitors.
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- Let's go. We'll see what they have to offer and check out "Salamandra" – compare prices, and then we'll know.
As he left the room, he also brought three of his guys with him.
/ Well, let's go. /
 

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“As you wish, Master.” Lian Fay bowed first to Rogdan, then to Lucretia, and finally to Vivian’s lifeless body before beginning her ritual.
The process didn’t take long, and although it remained a mystery, it didn’t seem particularly complex. Fay seemed to draw the negative energy from the young woman’s body with one hand and infuse it with positive energy with the other, while the open wound on the victim’s side gradually healed, and the pale body regained its former color. After a while, Vivian’s heart began to beat again, and a couple of minutes later, she finally opened her eyes. Lian Fay bowed once more, indicating that the task was completed, and stepped aside.
“Magnificent.” Lucretia was undoubtedly surprised by the result, but no less pleased.
“Lucretia…?” Vivian came to her senses and tried to assess the situation. Finding herself in the palace, she was, however, somehow disconcerted.
“Sir Rogdan, Lady Fay. I have no words to thank you for your work… Instead, I must ask you both to follow me to the dungeon.”
“W-what…?” The priestess of Arteria finally began to understand the situation. “What are you doing, sister Lucretia? Stop this madness immediately!”
“Madness? Don’t make me laugh!” The elder sister’s response was a slap from a hand trained in noble swordsmanship. “If you had done as you were told, none of this would have happened! But never mind… I know how to use the foolishness created by your naiveté for the good of the country.”
“It’s best not to resist,” a woman’s voice said from behind the visor of one of the knights who intended to escort the baron and his heroine to the designated location.
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— What are you doing, Sister Lucretia? Stop this madness immediately!
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For the first few minutes, Rogdan watched the ritual of Lian Fay with fascination. When the resurrection was complete, he exhaled in surprise, and a joyful expression appeared on his face.
— It’s best not to resist, — a female voice said from behind the visor of one of the knights who intended to escort the baron and his heroine to the designated location.
—W...what? — this joy quickly turned into great surprise. —I... uh... as you command, Your Highness. Rogdan and Lian Fay were ready to obey the will of those in power without any objections.

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"—Well then, at least we have done a good deed!" Rogdan said. "I don't exactly know what happened just now, but our motives were sincerely heroic, like the feats of legends themselves, and so I have absolutely nothing to regret. Except... —he grew slightly sad. —what about my 'Griffins' now... But no matter! I am sure this strange misunderstanding will be resolved very soon!"

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