Prologue
A figure dressed in a long black cloak with a hood hiding the face opened a grand door and walked in to a spacious room with a desk in the middle of the room. By the desk sat an elder man in his early seventy's. He had kind eyes, yet his expression was serious.
„Did you call me?" The person asked in a calm voice, revealing the figures gender as a female.
„Yes. Please, take a seat." The female glided to the desk and sat in a chair that was right in front of the elder man, fixing her black cloak underneath.
„Why did you call?" She asked with small curiosity showing in her voice.
„As you can see, I am already old. Soon I will have to announce the next heir to the throne..." Started the man, yet the girl decided to use the pause he made in order to ask a question.
„Have you already chosen?"
"Yes. I had chosen him long ago, but he was too young for that." The elder man answered with a sad tint in his voice, as if he didn't really want to involve the mentioned person with the way of life the elder man currently led.
"What do you want me to do?" The girl inquired.
"I want you to watch over him, while not revealing who you are. Next week I will send someone to train him to become the next boss. Stay in the shadows, even with the one who will train him, unless he will notice your presence." The male said in a firm voice, clearly letting the girl know that his orders are absolute. As he said those words, he slid a file across the table for the girl to take.
The girl stood up and bowed a little showing no gesture that could give out her thoughts that the mission was an annoyance in her opinion.
"As you wish, Don Vongola Nono."
