[Mansion]
Nathalie idled in the mansion's pavilion, seated on the concrete railing, casually tossing some feed into the still pond that surrounded it. When she sensed someone's presence, she couldn't help but hum slightly.
"Doesn't this place look just like my home?" Her voice was calm and soothing. "Zorken, Shadow Order… they truly want identical things, don't they?"
"Me, Naylani, Noel…" she whispered. "As it is amusing, it is repulsive."
The butler who had come to the pavilion stopped a few paces from her. He studied her calm side profile, unfazed by everything currently happening outside the mansion.
"Madam," he called quietly. "Our men sighted Zoren Pierson."
Nathalie's brows rose as she paused in tossing the feed. After a second, she resumed her activity.
"Is that so?" she hummed. "Capture him. I want him alive."
"He's headed this way."
"This way?" Her right brow arched even higher as she turned to the butler. "Here?"
