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"Baby Series 2"Written By: Karina
Spoilers: None Disclaimer: I don’t own Gundam Wing or the
Characters from the series but the baby is mine. Pairing: Milliardo + Pagan Notes: Challenge 54. Baby Series 2 #150. Takes
place the day after Images.
Infuriating Old Man “Any progress on the murder?” Pagan paused with tea tray in hand, noting the King was scowling at a report on the desk. Beyond the palace a light snow dusted the grounds. “I believe the civil authorities have the matter in hand, Sir.” Eyes narrowed, Milliardo watched the cup descend to take up residence a safe distance from his elbow. Pagan spooned in sugar, poured in milk and added tea. Through the entire procedure no comment was offered and Milliardo scowled, watching the tea revolve slowly in the aftermath of a gentle stirring. “Will that be all, Sir?” “That depends, Pagan.” “Sir?” He waited, moving to the front of the broad desk as was proper when awaiting instruction. “It depends on how much you intend to reveal about the murder. They have had three days and I have the British Ambassador breathing down my neck wanting answers.” Pagan resisted the impulse to sigh. It was most unfortunate the murder had taken place within Sanc’s borders, particularly at the premier social event of the season. Security at the dinner and subsequent dancing had been stringent and left little doubt a guest had performed the grizzly deed. “I believe progress is being made, Sir, though the police have not secured all evidence and issued a report to the palace.” “Do they have a suspect?” Milliardo leaned back and after a moment sipped his tea. “I am optimistic the police shall be able to name the perpetrator within the next few days.” There was something in the tone of Pagan’s voice that disturbed Milliardo. The canny old man could tell the truth and lie through his teeth at the same time. He was a master of deception and the King was well aware of his skills beyond that of making what had to be the world’s best cup of tea. “You are optimistic?” “Indeed, Sir.” “Optimistic the perpetrator will be named.” He murmured. “Yes, Sir. Will that be all?” “”No, it will not. You will tell me who did the deed and why the police will be naming him or her and not arresting the murderer.” Pagan had hoped the King would not catch the careful phrasing. The man had enough to do with affairs of state without the murder complicating issues. There was also the matter of the increasing stress Milliardo was displaying as they approached the anniversary of Sanc’s fall. “Should the evidence continue to mount there may be some difficulty in bringing the murderer to justice. The small matter of diplomatic immunity, Sir.” “Damn.” Milliardo ran a hand through his hair. “Who do they suspect?’ “Lady Emelia Rockberry.” Milliardo groaned. “His sister’s chaperone?” “It would appear the lady was engaged in an affair with Lord Richard.” “I suppose she is not quite old enough to be his mother. How sure are they?” “I believe investigations are continuing.” “Could you be any more vague if you tried, Pagan?” “Oh indeed, Sir.” //Infuriating old man!// End
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