Faster than the wind.

Inside a privately owned night club on the Blue star that hosted a good number of celebrities, nobles and political figures from all over the empire, a couple was enjoying their night out and looking forward to the weekend ahead tomorrow. 

The man, captain Zorl had his strong arms around the small waist of the woman. She was bending forward slightly as she looked down at the various guests at the bar on the open floor below. 

He on the other hand was biting one of her ears in an attempt to distract her.

"Stop it, I am working." she told him. 

She used one of her hands to try and push him away from her body. 

"There is no work in Philips's club. Should I remind that you that reporters are not allowed in here and I brought you with me after making a few assurances?" 

"But I just saw Brigit Sears in the company of a man half her age. She is the countess, how can she do such a thing? What will her husband, the count Sears think?"