A history of London

"Septima Pretorius. When she was discovered by the king, everything began to change. She altered London in a drastic and fundamental way. Septima was the one who conceptualised the plans to reconstruct London into a massive fortress. At the time, London was in crisis. The previous king, King Victor's father, had been expanding his colonies too rapidly, and was being frowned upon by the other nations. At the time, there was so much tension that practically anything could have sparked a war with the rest of Europe. What prevented war from breaking out? It is said that King Victor and Septima's motives in rebuilding London were the main **** behind preventing a war. Victor wanted to make a declaration to the other nations of the world: Starting an armed conflict with Britain would not go well for them. He needed to flaunt Britain's strength. And so London needed to be a symbol of British military power. The huge outer wall surrounding the city, and the multitude of gun turrets atop it, make this city both a fortress and a symbol. Victor invited representatives of every country to London and held a World's Fair once reconstruction was complete. Many experts says that his intention in displaying his military might was to try to stop the possibly of a world war. I can understand why Lupin wants to search London for Septima. She has left many footprints here. Perhaps too many, one might say." A while later we leave the access way behind us and all together. As we go, Doreen continues to tell me London's history in detail. "There is likely a great secret slumbering here in London." Doreen falls silent, as if absorbed in contemplation. Her usual kind smile disappears, and I sense that she has sunk into the depths of thought.

"Gray? What's the matter?" I ask.

"Oh. Excuse me. I couldn't help but think about what kind of secret may be lying here."

I look at Doreen's smile, think for a moment and then speak up. "Doreen, you're very mysterious."

"Mysterious? Whatever makes you say that?"

"I never know what you're thinking. But make me feel safe."

"Ahah, it that so? I'm glad you feel that way."

"There's something I've been wanting to thank you for."

"Thank me? For what?"

"Thank you for letting me live in your mansion, even though you barely know me."

"Oh, that." Doreen says. "I would have assumed you understood that I welcome any person who amuses me. After all, I let a known thief stay there."

"Do I amuse you?"

"Yes, you're definitely interesting. And..." Doreen looks into my eyes. Her face is so beautiful and perfect. She leans in and kisses me on the lips. Her large round breasts press into me. "I can tell by looking into your eyes that you are a kind person, and worth helping."

"Thank you, Gray." I feel a little awkward, and avert my eyes as I reply. For a while after that, we walk around the city and talk about many different things.

When the sun is high up in the sky.

"Let's get going, Mr. Caleb."

"Where are we going now?" I ask.

"It's almost time for lunch. I've been looking forward to a meal together, just the two of us."

"You have? Why?"

"There is not a lady alive who does not look forward to dining with a beautiful boy."

Beautiful boy.

"Thank you, Gray. Even if you're just being nice, it's kind of you to say." I say.

"I'm hardly just being nice. Please, let me escort you." Doreen holds out her arm, and I take it.

The afternoon soon carries a gentle breeze with it, and low clouds pass shadows above.

I walk alongside Gray into the city.