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The Mist and the Lightning. Part I

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2020
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"Coming," Tol said.

"It's a pity it won't be made of Morgan Talas!"

"Orel, you're crossing the borders," Enriki said, exasperated.

"Enriki is silent," Orel cut him off.

The servants brought the dinner.

"Oh gods, I haven't been praying for a long time but I think I should now!" Orel slapped a maiden on her ass. "Am I right, Rona?"

"I'm praying for you every day, my lord," Rona purred.

"And do you pray for me?" Tol smiled at her.

"For you I don't," she said resentfully and pressed closer to Orel just in case.

"Ah, you've hurt her feelings, Tol," Orel said contentedly. "She remembers. Don't you, little Rona?"

Rona bowed. Orel gave her a coin, the only one of three servants.

"When did I hurt her feelings?" Tol couldn't believe it. "Oh fuck her, that bitch!"

Bowing, the servants left.

"Fuck your mother, Tol, why did you order so much food?" Enriki asked.

"I'm hungry!"

"Stupid ass."

"And I'm thirsty," Orel said.

"Are you going to get drunk tonight?" Lis asked.

"Never mind." Orel halved the bottle in one gulp. Lis looked at him in contempt.

"So, do you like the roast meat?" Tol asked proudly. "Tastes good, doesn't it?"

"Yeah, it's okay."

"And what do you think?" he turned to Nikto.

"It's okay."

"Oh bullshit, you don't like it! You like something else, don't you?"

"If I say that, Lis won't like it," Nikto said.

"Aah, I know! You like fox fillet!" Tol cackled happily with his joke. Orel tossed away the empty bottle and looked at them tiredly.

"I know what he wants to say," Lis continued ignoring Tol's remark.

"Really? What?" Tol asked with interest.

"He likes raw meat better."

Tol looked at Nikto.

"Why didn't you say sooner? I'd have asked not to roast your slice!" he laughed.

"Tol," Orel said, "why are you tiring me so?"

"Because you're too nervy! You're nerves are just thrusting out of you!" Tol waved his hands showing the nerves thrust out of Orel. Everyone laughed, including Orel.

"Orel, I need a shot," Nikto said.

"Oh shit. I hope it's not 'black water'?"

"No."

"Then go to my study," Orel pointed at the door behind his back. Nikto got up, took his bag and walked out. The friends followed him with their gazes.

"Are you going to check your mail?" Lis asked.

"Yes, I am." Orel opened the first envelope. "Again some complaints that I should rule out. N complaints about P, and P complaints about V. I don't even know who V is! Do you?"

"I don't know either," Enriki said.

Tol and Lis shook their head in reply to Orel's questioning stare.

"Fine, what else do we have? An anonymous threat."

"What's there?"

Orel tossed the paper to his friends.

"Bey will fuck your every hole, just like he did with your beloved Toby. Prepare yourself!" Enriki read softly.

"Just throw it away!" Lis crumpled the paper and tossed it on the floor.

Nikto came back to the room. He sat down putting his elbows on the table and holding his head.

"You were quick," Orel said. Nikto didn't answer. Lis gave Orel an expressive look and shook his head.

"No matter what Bey does to Toby, I'm not giving him my street!" Orel said.

"We've figured that out," Enriki said.
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