The Blossom in the Snow Pt. 03

"Excuse me, Miss, but-"

"Please, just call me Lindsey." She interjected cheerily. I smiled slightly at the informality and nodded before continuing.

"Lindsey, who is Makarov? And why does Chris not seem to like him?" I asked. Her face sullied for a moment before her reply.

"His name is Viktor Makarov. He is, Like Chris, one of our top agents, and have as such, taken these necessary actions that your are being decided upon."

"You mean the augmentation?" I said in surprise. I don't know why, I couldn't imagine anyone being so well build as him, other than Rae.

"Well, your augmentation would be for different characteristics, considering theirs was in maximizing their functionality as an Agent as well as other things." She said. "But you can't tell anyone I told you that" she said with a wink.

I giggled, similarly to a child who was just told a secret. I nodded before she then continued. "As two of the best agents our facility has, they obviously tend to compete to see who is the more outstanding agent. They are both better than each other in different areas, but that never stops them."

I didn't understand. Sure, he may have some kind of rivalry with him, but what did they mean? What would happen to me if Makarov guarded me? Since he first heard it, he was trying to think over the different things he could mean, and some of them made him shiver. He wouldn't, it would be so unprofessional... Of course though, it was just an excuse I made up in my mind to try and reason against it. I looked down at my small frame, and wondered what exactly would make him want me like that. In my eyes I was a meek little man that wasn't exactly a catch, looking more a good 2-3 years younger than my actual age, that and the fact that my hair ran just above my shoulder blades meant I was easily mistaken for a girl. Thinking about it, that's probably why.

After about 20 minutes of driving, the car pulled to a stop and the blacked out window rolled down to show an intercom attached to a smooth white stone post. Looking out the windows, I saw that the same sort of stone post were set up at regular intervals for several meters, connected together with black fencing. When she verified herself, she rolled up the window again and the car continued forward, up a long straight road and pulled round to the side. A few moments after we parked, the car door was opened by the driver, and I got out, almost collapsing under myself.

There was a huge beautifully decorated garden, with a ornately decorated fountain and neatly trimmed hedging. A gravel path lead round the garden, weaving in and out of hedges and trees, dipping down to a picnic area to the left and again on the right, facing a small pond. "What the hell is this place, a palace?"

"See for yourself." A heard Lindsey say. I turned to face what must have been the largest house I had ever seen. With crisp white marble steps leading up to the elegant entrance way, large windows lining the delicately carved stone walls, it was one of the most extravagant homes I had ever seen. "Welcome to the Varien Estate."