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"Baby Series 3"Written By: Karina Rating: PG Spoilers: None Disclaimer: I dont own Gundam Wing or the Characters from the series but the baby is mine. Pairing: Relena + Dorothy Notes: Challenge 88. Baby Series 3 #27. Takes
place approximately five hours after No Simple Murder. Many thanks to ShenLong for her work betaing
this fic.
Not To Worry You look happy, Relena. Might I enquire as to the reason? Tonights the last time I have to force myself to smile and simper like a fool while those hunting fame and fortune, power and prestige slaver at my heels like overly affectionate lap cats. Do they honestly think I cant see they have the claws and teeth of lions, not tabby cats? Dorothy smirked. It shall be an evening of wonders, double the joy, so to speak. Relena paused, turning to her friend with an engagingly lifted eyebrow. What are you up to? Merely making my presence felt by those who need to know it, nothing more. So who will be bleeding before the night is done? Heavens, Your Highness, Dorothys imitation of the epitome of a shocked, simpering lady was belied by the glint in her eyes. We have only just dealt with the matter of murder; and so beautifully and circumspectly too. If it was so discreet how do you know about it? Dorothys laughter drew eyes Relena would rather not have been attracted to her presence. Dorothy was shining, for once not gowned in black but rich midnight blue velvet, with a matching velvet ribbon securing the cameo about her slender throat. She was rather a sombre contrast to the glittering menagerie of bejewelled women assembling in the ballroom. Her hair, twined in ringlets interwoven with blue velvet ribbons was shockingly blonde against the blue of her gown. My dear Princess, I have ears to hear with and eyes to see with. If one listens and watches it is amazing what one might learn. It was not easy, of course; your brother and his Intelligence service are quite good at being discreet. So how do you know anything about it? Let us say it was not through a palace source I learned of the matter. The police are not so circumspect. Milliardo will not be happy about that. Oh, not to worry. I have already taken the liberty of ensuring the leak is plugged. Pausing at the head of the grand staircase, Relena studied her companion for a long moment. Dorothy would make a beautiful Queen; she would be regal, smart, independent, but there was no way she would like Dorothy as a sister-in-law. Life did not need to be that interesting, her days was already full. Dealing full time with this woman would be close to her worst nightmare. It was a good thing Milliardo had no intention of marrying. Where did you hide the body? Weighed him down with stones and dumped him off the pier, of course. Is that not where all the bodies are hidden? Heavens no, you will pollute the water. We dump them in the quarry; or so I am told, by supposedly reliable sources. Dorothy, answer me a question? I endeavour to please, Miss Relena. Who do you work for? Dorothy smirked. Myself, of course. ~ * ~ |