Before they got the chance to enter the bar, two n burst out the doors. They were tangled with one another, kicking and punching. anwhile, the bouncers watched them without interfering.
Since the n were fighting outside the premises, the bouncers didn't care about them. A mont later, they began betting on who will win.
Seraphina turned towards Aaran, worried he would dislike the atmosphere. Instead, Aaran walked up and kicked the n aside, making way for Seraphina.
She smiled before entering, but when it was Aaran's turn, the bouncers stopped him.
"Do you have a problem?" he asked.
"We don't allow bitter n inside," the bouncer replied.
Since Aaran had remained hidden in the palace, the populace didn't know how he looked. Besides, what kind of noble would co to their establishnt without guards?
"Finish the matter first."
Aaran raised an eyebrow when the bouncer pointed behind him. The n he kicked were back to their feet, staring at him.
"Oh, I see."
The bouncer's rejection wasn't based on Aaran's standing, but because of the issue he caused. Well, Aaran didn't have to do much.
He tossed two gold coins at them. The n imdiately forgot about him and continued their scuffle, now about two gold coins.
Even the stoic bouncer pulled the gate for him, hoping for a reward. Aaran rolled his eyes and walked inside.
"That was quite a way to handle things," Seraphina whispered, linking arms with him.
"I had no reason to dirty my hands," he replied.
Seraphina was a bit taken aback by his reply. Even as a princess, she had always treated commoners with respect, but Aaran viewed them as dirty.
"If I got dirt on my hands while fighting them, then I couldn't do this," Aaran smiled, twirling her around.
"Ok, ok! I got it!"
Unlike outside, the bar was quite peaceful. A live band played music while people drank and enjoyed their ti. As usual, there were so flies hovering around the barmaids.
Of course, when Seraphina walked in, so flies appeared interested in her as well. But when they saw the wasp walking behind her, they chose to focus on their drink instead.
"Before you leave," Seraphina said, interrupting Aaran's thoughts. "I wanted us to have the commoner's experience."
Commoner's experience.
It was one of the gas the nobles liked to play. For a day, they'd dress up and live as commoners. It wasn't a custom that they were required to perform, but more like a bachelor-bachelorette party before they got involved in noble matters.
A last day of freedom.
"Thank you," Aaran replied. "I love it."
Regardless of Aaran's lackluster response, Seraphina dragged him to the second floor. She had another surprise.
The entire floor was empty, apart from a woman sitting at the far end. A crystal ball was placed before her as she mumbled gibberish.
"A fortune-teller? Really?"
As soone who had the (mis)fortune of living twenty lifetis, Aaran wasn't too excited to et a fortune-teller. After all, he could tell more about his future than a random hobo.
Still, he went along because he didn't want to disappoint Seraphina.
"Your hand," the woman said before they even sat.
Seraphina nudged Aaran, so he gave her his hand, shaking his head in dismay.
The woman humd and hawed for a minute before looking up. Aaran couldn't see her face since had it covered, but he had a hunch she was smiling.
Why?
Because Aaran's hands were smooth, there wasn't any sign that suggested he did hard work. It ant he led a comfortable life, which in turn ant he was rich.
That's why the fortune-tellers often ask to read one's palm first. Then, depending on that, they co up with weird stories and theories to either scare or praise soone.
"Greatness. You're destined for greatness."
"I see," Aaran replied unenthusiastically.
The fortune-teller was also taken aback. Usually, when people hear such things, they would smile and even ask more about their future. Yet the man before her remained unmoved by her words.
In contrast, Seraphina wasn't the sa. She was smiling… while looking at Aaran.
Seraphina had no interest in fortune-telling. She rely wanted to spend ti with Aaran, and this was the excuse she ca up with.
"Soon, you'll bathe in unparalleled wealth. You will climb to the world's top. People will be envious of you and… your divinity."
"Thanks for giving us your valuable ti," Aaran said, tossing a couple of gold coins on the table. "However, we have so things to take care of, so we will take our leave first."
"What happened?" Seraphina asked, but Aaran was already running down the stairs.
No one but his summons and Analeis knew about his divinity. Despite their poor relations, Analeis wasn't soone who would spill his secrets. Then who else could it be?
Aaran's mind was all over the place. So much so, that he didn't notice when Seraphina held his hand.
"Aaran, what's wrong?" she asked.
"That woman? How did you find her?"
"A maid told about her. Why? What's wrong?"
Aaran raised an eyebrow. The woman said he possessed divinity, but Seraphina reacted like she hadn't heard a thing. Could it be the woman was using telepathy?
He almost asked Dread about it, but a voice appeared in his head, stopping him.
There's no need to overthink. Enjoy your ti, leave these things to .
Aaran heard the voice and imdiately cald down. The voice was right. It was his last day in Velrune. So he should enjoy it.
"Aaran—"
"I'm good," Aaran replied, smiling. "I just wanted to have a drink with you, you know. Since it'd be my first ti."
Just like that, all questions and doubts disappeared from Seraphina's head. She dragged him to the bar, ordering her favorite drinks. Even as she enjoyed, Aaran kept glancing at the second floor.
Sothing about that woman felt off.
No. The bar… soone's watching us.
The bar was still as lively as ever. But he couldn't see any perverted flies he had noticed before.
Usually, it won't an anything, but this was the most popular bar in Velrune. It was impossible for all flies to disappear without a trace.
Unless soone deliberately drove them out.
Soone was after them.
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