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"Доброе утро, Санкт-Петербург. Я присоединился к премьер-министру Левину. Сегодня мы собираемся обсудить предстоящий бал-маскарад, который он посещает." The interviewer lady said.
("Good morning St. Petersburg. I'm joined with Prime Minister Levin. Today we are going to discuss the upcoming masquerade ball he is attending.")
"Доброе утро, спасибо, что пригласили меня. И, как вы сказали, я иду на маскарад Железного Сердца, который проводит Каменная холодная одежда" Levin said.
("Good morning,thank you for having me. And like you said,I'm attending the Iron Heart masquerade event that his being held by Stone cold clothing.")
"Кто-нибудь еще присоединится к вам на его мероприятии?" The interviewer lady asked.
("Is anyone else joining you to the event?")
"Моя дочь. Так совпало, что ее день рождения приходится как раз на день мероприятия. Так что, будучи хорошим отцом, я беру ее с собой" Levin said smiling
("My daughter. Coincidentally,her birthday is being held on the exact same day of the event. So being the good father that I am,I'm taking her along with me.")
"Ой! Итак, я должен спросить. Чего вы ожидаете на этом мероприятии?" The Interviewer lady asked.
("Aw! So,I have to ask. What are you expecting to happen at this event?")
"Честно говоря... я даже не хотел идти..." Levin said nervously.
("To be honest...I didn't even wanna go")
Levin never really trusted Byleth or Sheena,there sudden stardom made him suspicious of them. Something just felt off about them,and to make things even more suspicious.
The funeral of Sheena's husband,Ivan was held in the cathedral where,Levin preached at. In the rows of crying and upset family and friends,Levin swore he was Sheena and Byleth smiling happily.
That day still sends a chill down his spine and now he gonna be in the presence of those same women.
"Что заставляет вас так говорить? " The interviewer lady asked confused.
("What makes you say that?")
Levin nervously shifted in his seat,as word's choked him.
"Я не доверяю этим девушкам. Я думаю, что есть демоны, которым не место в этом мире. Я..."
("I don't trust those girl's. I think there are demons that don't belong in this world. I have–")
"RAHHHHH!"
A remote was thrown at the TV. A female raging scream echoed throughout her mansion.
"Mom! What's wrong?"
"DEMONS?! HE CALLED US DEMONS ON LIVE TELEVISION?!"
"Who did?"
"THE PRIME MINISTER DID BYLETH! ON TELEVISION–"
"Okay,listen. Just calm down." Byleth said to her mother.
"I am calm. You wanna know why? That minister and his daughter are gonna pay!" Sheena said sitting down,frustrated.
"W-Why? What did the Daughter do?" Byleth said scared.
"That car is gonna become a gift to the daughter because coincidentally her birthday is the same day of the masquerade event. So on that day,I want you to make sure she's becomes drunk as a mule. Then when that car becomes in her possession,we'll let god do the rest." Sheena said sternly.
"Yes,mom." Byleth said walking away.
"Oh and order a new TV as well. I might of...threw the remote at it." Sheena said embarrassed.
"What do you mean– Oh." Byleth looked at the TV and saw the remote cracking the screen of the TV.
"Noted. I'm heading over to the palace to see what progress has been done,wanna come?" Byleth asked.
Sheena got up quickly and quietly and walked with her daughter to the palace that they used for events or parties. It was a large penthouse with sharp gates and multiple guards and guards dogs. The penthouse had a color scheme of pure white.
The inside was beautifully decorated,with a live musicians and a smell of highly trained chefs.
"So far so good." Sheena said looking around.
Byleth and Sheena walked towards the main hall,where to was a large area with tables and chairs. There was a huge space so people could dance around,Byleth excitedly ran towards the space and twirled around.
"You seem happy,what's going on?" Sheena said.
"I didn't tell you this mom but,I've the found my loves back when I was in Brazil. There so cute!" Byleth squealed.
"Loves? And who might they be?" Sheena asked intrigued.
"Don't worry mom,you'll meet them...you'll meet them all."
Meanwhile in New York...
"The masquerade event is two weeks from now and we have no idea how to get in. Any ideas?" Jake asked the crew in the meeting room.
(F•N) hesitantly raised his hand. Jake made eye contact with her and sighed deeply.
"(F•N)..." Jake said disappointed.
"Jake! He's the only person who knows her,he could help us." (F•N) said.
"Nope,not calling him." Jake said stubbornly.
"We have to contact him,or this mission will go in flames!" (F•N) begged him.
Jake stayed quiet.
"Peralta...we have to call him. We have to call Rio."
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