Literature
En Garde: Prologue
PROLOGUE
Summer, 2016 A.T.B.
Viceroy's Palace, Area 11
The room was bathed in calm orange light coming through the window. It was a beautiful evening but the room's occupant paid it no heed, sitting idly behind the desk, deep in thought. Her eyes closed, long black hair falling neatly on her back, Empress Marianne sat with serene expression on her face. She was worried but any outsider could be easily deceived by her calm composure. Things were rather troublesome ever since the day she confronted V.V., her brother-in-law, years ago. The boyish-looking immortal expressed his interest in her children that fateful day, which seemed to grow wi