Me: Writer's block... . This will probably be short. Sorry.
Alicia: FBN, isn't there another way?
Me: No... The writers made it. They control it. This has to fit in with the plot of the game.
Alicia: But...
Me: Sorry.
Last time:
"Speaking of comendably done. The flower arrangement is very beautiful, Duke." One said.
"Indeed," Regal replied, looking over towards the middle of the table where the center piece was. "My roses!"
Oh No... George thought.
Now:
Alicia heard her master yell and walked in. "What is the matter, Master Regal?"
"Alicia," He asked calmly but tensely, not leaving his chair, "Did you make this arrangement?"
Alicia, frightened by his sharp tone, had a shaky voice. "Y-yes."
"How dare you!"
"W-what?"
"How dare you steal my special roses! You betrayed me completely!"
The buisness men exchanged glances. Some confused, worried, angry or mixed.
"But you said..." Alicia said.
"Obviously," The fattest buisness man said, "Lezareno cannot handle some problems and cannot handle a promotion!"
"N-no! Wait!" Regal called after the men as they all got up and left. "You...you ruined it! How could you betray me like this? You've crushed me, Alicia!"
"But.. Master Regal... I have done nothing...that you have not asked for..."
"I don't want to hear it! All those months, you've betrayed me... Did you also have to crush my heart?" he demended, but not waiting for an answer, he walked out the dining room and muttered 'clean up' to the servants and left to his room.
At that time, Alicia fell to her knees crying. "Waaahh... I didn't do anything... No... noooo, I didn't do a thing you didn't tell me to, Master Regal!"
George, feeling immensly guilty, looked sadly at Alicia. What compelled me to do such evil...? Jealousy? Self-defence? Greed, prehaps? I was trying to protect Master Regal... but what lies between me trying to help Master Regal? To think, George did what he always did. He cleaned up, helped Alicia to bed, and exited the mansion to go for a walk. Or maybe, to look for a nice cliff to jump off.
Chapter over... EXTREMLY UNBEARABLY SHORT... BUUUUUUUUT... Blame it on writer's block. Ok? xD