Chapter 17: The worshipper of himself (part 2)

Laurence's clothes are very expensive and detailed, he wear a black suit with dark green details, the trousers are the same hue of the blazer and the shoes are in black leather, he also wear a green top hat.

- "Why this man has attacked you?" Ken Quinzen asked while his gaze stare at Laurence eyes.

- "He was a my worker in my sector. I work under the will of the emperor, and he asked me to fired him"

- "Under the will of the emperor? So you work in the principal castle of Dharias?" The writer's eyes are interested in Laurence's words.

- "Yes, I'm a honorary member of the principal castle of Dharias".

- "My my, I've never thinking that I see in these places a honorary member".

- "Mr. Quinzen, can I offer you a drink?".

- "Only if you take me in a esclusive place" Ken smirked at him.

- "Sure, let's go ahead".

They has leaved the aggressor at the royal guards hands before they started to go.

The writer and the honorary member started to walked on the pathway together.

- "Ken Quinzen, I've heard this name before" Laurence broken the ice with a impact sentence.

- "Maybe, because I am a writer".

- "Oh, yes I've seen this name on a book, titled: 'the flowers of the resurrection'".

- "It's my last novel that I've written, the story is based on a lonely writer's story".

- "Very interesting. I have many books in my office so sometimes when I'm free, I reading something"

- "We're arrived, Mr. Quinzen" The view show a luxurious structure named: The golden wings.

- "This is one of the most luxurious place of Dharias's kingdom".

- "I see, let's to the counter" The writer told after he has entered.

"The golden wings" is the name of the one of most luxurious place in Dharias, the place is near to the principal castle and the holy cathedral. The place is sophisticated. At the enter there's a glass door with golden details; after enter it, there's a long counter with above it many glasses and drinks, behind the counter three employees with a elegant black uniform. On the floor there are white tiles with a design in them depicting a golden wing.

At the bottom there is a pianist who is playing a totally white piano, the pianist are wearing a grey suit with a silver tie, he's gaze looks very peaceful while he played it.

- "This melody.." The writer stopped after hearing the notes.

- "Do you like this notes, Mr. Quinzen?".

- "They are beautiful, one of my dream is be able to sound the piano".

- "I know that you'll be able one day" Laurence smiles at Ken.

Many tables has being occupied by noble people.

- "Mr. Quinzen what do you want? Choose everything you want" Laurence asked.

- "I want only a good glasses of whisky. I'll go to search a table for us, reach me after you've done".

- "Alright".

After some minutes of research, Ken Quinzen has found finally a table at the bottom of the place, near the pianist.

The writer sat and lighted a cigarette, with his little lighter in his pocket. The Ken's lighter are very small, black with some white roses above it.

- "I've done, here is the whisky" Laurence passed the glass of whisky at Ken ,and he sat in front of him.

- "This whisky is very strong and sweet, it was choose by the connoisseurs for the best whisky at Dharias".

Ken's eyes stared at the glass of whisky, and admired the dark color, and slowly he drink it.

The taste reminded the honey and the vanilla, the smell reminded the favorite whisky of Ken, but more stronger.

- "Very tasty, thank you Laurence" Ken Quinzen smoked his cigarette while posed the glass.

- "Mr. Quinzen, take this please" The Laurence's hand took out of the blazer's pocket a black letter.

- "What is?".

- "A invite for the royal ceremony in the castle, only with the invite can you enter"

- "Ceremony of what?" Ken asked.

- "I can't say anything. But i'd like if you could come".

- "I'll come, don't worry" Ken took the invite from Laurence's hand.

- "Mr. Quinzen, can you telling me something about you? I've only know that you are a writer".

- "You know, my story is in the books that I've write, in every book there a fragment of my story. The ink that I use for writing, is mixed by my own blood, because I want that my essence remains in the pages for the eternity" The cigarette has reached his half while Ken talked.

- "My my, Mr. Quinzen you're very mysterious, but I like your personality" Laurence laughed a little.

The two man remained in 'The Golden Wings' for some hours, they've remained until they being drunk totally.

- "L-Laurence! I remember that one time I've trying to drown me in the aqueduct! AHAHAHA!" The writer yelled.

- "AHAHAH! V-Very funny Mr. Quinzen!"

They was remained alone, not even the pianist was there with they.

The noisy duo make the structure full of drunken thoughts.

- "Let's get out" Laurence yelled while he got up.

- "S-Sure" The writer lightened a cigarette.

The drunken duo leaved the structure, and a air of alcohol and tobacco are with them.

- "Mr. Quinzen, where do you lives".

- "Close to the church right there" The writer's voice are tired.

After some steps the golden eyes of Ken closed and he fell on the ground.