Gathering of Masks
"How is he?" asked Saint Maria as she looked out of the window. Nikolai was silent, admiring her dress. They were dressed for the gathering, and seeing her beauty made it less tedious.
"The answer you want is that he is alright," Nikolai said. "However, he seems to have realized that we were following him. Everything we saw might just be an act."
Nikolai knew that it was no act, but he needed to give her the right mindset about people. Saint Maria cannot go on trusting everyone, and it was what Master Edward wanted from him. However, he was not doing it for that old monster but humanity as a whole.
"It was not an act, even if he knew that we were following him," she smiled. "The fool cannot act even if his life depended on it."
"You are too trusting of him," Nikolai warned as he saw her walk to open the drawer and wear a mask that was inside. "What is that?" he frowned.