Shiva the Cat
the reports of my death are greatly exaggerated
- Joined
- Jun 1, 2019
- Location
- over the hills and far away
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First Class Dining Car
@Vinaein
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"Mmm...oui," Estella replied with a smile, despite not having the slightest idea what he had asked. "It's Mademoiselle, though. I'm about as far from married as one can get," she added with a laugh as he escorted her into the dining car. "Hopefully there isn't a Countess sitting in a castle somewhere, jealous that I'm stealing her husband for a meal?"First Class Dining Car
@Vinaein
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Dinner service had been cleared, but there was still a waiter or two lingering about for any latecomers, and the pair had no trouble finding a quiet table to themselves near the window. Not that there was much to see outside besides the occasional far-off lights of the passing villages, and the singer quickly found herself wondering how much longer it was to Strasbourg.
"You gave my telegram to the conductor?" she asked Aleks as they sat down. "It's dreadfully important it get sent out. It's to my agent, you see. I don't expect an immediate response of course, but by the time we get to Constantinople..." God but that seemed so far away. Only three days, but there was a lot that could go wrong in that amount of time.
The menu was relatively limited, the best dishes having been sold out to more punctual diners. But there was still a very nice bottle of bordeaux available, as well as a tidy little assortment of cheeses, smoked meats and jams, with a lovely loaf of French bread baked right in the train's galley. Estella couldn't imagine eating anything heavier at the moment, although the wine did wonders to take the edge off her nerves.
"So, Aleks," she mused as the waiter filled her glass. "I don't recall exactly what your line of business was, aside from being a handsome nobleman of course." Her glass swirled slowly and playfully, the bordeaux as red as her lips. "Where were you headed, before you undoubtedly had your ticket changed to Constantinople? You do intend to come see me perform, don't you? It would be so nice to know there was a familiar face in the audience..."