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Beovault - Side Red Alright. Nelo's gone. Uggghhh my head still feels like they're splitting apart. If only I invested more in studying hangover cures over Red Thinne--- ahh, let's not go places I can't retract.

I went to the motel counter. Surprisingly they offer hangover pills as part of the coverage. That's tourism-centric Beovault for ya. Even a simple motel offers all kinds of services. Two pills in and I'm feeling better already. My headache's pretty much gone but I'm still fairly fatigued. Might as well check out while I'm at it.

According to Nelo, Sophie said she'd contact us in the late afternoon. I'm still pretty tired, so might as well rest in the cafe beside the motel. Looking through the menu, there's some offers hastily put up, apparently in celebration of Sophie's return. Come to think of it, not just this cafe in particular, everyone seems to be in high spirits in accordance to Sophie's return.

Oh Sophie, I hope you're not pushing yourself too hard, especially since you've just returned. You've always said that you wanted to live free from your past, a place where you can choose your own path. That day, when I begged to switch places with you -did I robbed you your dreams? That day- if I didn't ask to switch places, would I be the one burdened, and you free?

Nelo seems reluctant to tell me what they spoke about last night. Could it be something related to her veil. According to the newspaper, Sophie wore them as to mourn the losses of those sacrificed in the last Plague spike. Is she hiding something? Could it be- .... .... I took out my 2nd ID registered at this very place. The very ID verified by Sophie as a third party trust.

In many ways, Sophie has helped me more than I can count. Perhaps Nelo's right, at the very least, I should talk to her.

"Lady Shaman!" A voice directed towards me suddenly broke my line of thought. It's Cylia, dressed in a casual white dress with a blue lining. Accompanying her is an unfamiliar face -a tall, strapping man with short blond hair, and dressed in a formal dark coat.



"Hello, Cylia." "Hello, Lady Shaman, I am here on behalf of Lady Sophie for your rewards and arrangement." Cylia said, thrusting a parcel towards me in one hand. The other- is held tightly to the man's hand. Hm. "Thank you, sorry to bother you and your boyfriend's date." "Oh! Don't be, we asked Sophie to be here since I wanted to thank you personally, with actually, my fiancee." Cylia said, her face blushing. "I see. Who's the lucky guy?" I switched my sights towards the man beside Cylia. He looked abit disappointed, before finally spoke. "You don't remember me, Lady Shaman?" Hmm, his voice sounds a bit familiar...but I can't recall much... "Apart from your voice, not really..." "It's me, Captain Jack, of the Defense Squad!" "Oh! My apologies, you were decked in full gear back in the sector." "Oh, you're right! Silly me." Jack brushed his hair awkwardly, his tone sounding a little sheepish. "We're getting engaged next month, and it's all thanks to you and your assistant!" Cylia jumped in again, eager to break the news. "Truly, if not for your help clearing the infected sector in two days, we might've cancelled the engagement." Captain Jack added. "I dread for the day my fiancee might return looking at me with a pair of red eyes, but, your arrival with Lady Sophie has saved us all!" Cylia gave the largest smile, more sweeter and genuine than the one than her "professional smile" in the registry office. "Speaking of which- where's Solvei?" Captain Jack asked. "Oh, I've sent him off to some errands. Is there anything you need from him?" "Nothing, I'd just like to thank him personally for his help." "Don't worry, I'll relay him the message. I'm sure he'll appreciate it." "That'd be great!" The couple spoke in unison.

"Oh, Cylia, you'll have to report back to Sophie after this, right?" "Yes, Lady Shaman, is there anything you need?" I took a deep breath, then told Cylia, "Please relay this message to Sophie- 'Let's talk once this is over." Six simple words. Six simple words that took all my courage to say. The couple seems to catch my wish to keep it private, and simply nodded their heads. One last thank you, and the couple left, hand in hand.

Looking at the couple's vanishing silhouette, I wished from the bottom of my heart for their happiness. Nelo said that one day I would regret dragging myself into problems unrelated to me. Maybe he's right. Maybe I would come to regret my decisions. But looking at Cylia and Jack's happiness, how can I think otherwise. If the day comes when I would regret, I only hope that I remember "It was not all in vain".

Speak of the devil. Here comes Nelo.

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