The spring festival is always something of a disaster, which is why when he thinks back on it, Nate will never be able to pinpoint what, exactly, changed that one year, when everything had felt so hopeless that the only thing to do had seemed to be to drink himself stupid in the company of a couple of peripheral acquaintences, young actors from ( Read more... )

Victoria is worried, though she'll never admit it, and sends provisions down to the slums as a sneaky way to get a man down there to gather information. It doesn't exactly raise comment--philanthropic works ought to be part of every lady's social calendar, but it would be too much to hope that her actions would go unnoticed by her sometime allies.

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It's a plan with many layers. It's possible that Victoria is slightly dissatisfied with the role she's been handed this time.

"I mean, it's not like I can't do it, god knows I can throw a party, but really? A party? Alex, pass me that mirror, won't you? Like I'm not capable as any of them at breaking and entering."

Alex passes her the mirror, ( Read more... )