Page 126 of The War God’s Favorite

“Good boy,” she said with a smile. “Don’t eat people!”

Whether it had understood that last part or not, Cassandra wasn’t certain. Krai, however, opened one large red eye to watch her walk away with the two other women.

Dahlia was in shock. She thought the young concubine must have the blood of a Goddess to order around a dragon like that. She had it obeying her commands like a pet! The dragon’s owner didn’t even need to be present! She had previously thought the dragon was pampering her because the Prince was always around, but she had it all wrong! Now, per Cassandra’s request, the most dangerous beast in this Empire was taking a nice little nap in the middle of the street!

“Let’s start with this one,” suggested Shareen, heading to the closest building. “You know what to ask?”

Cassandra nodded, stepping ahead.

Needless to say, anyone who opened their door was completely struck by the sight of the two women. One woman wearing the Imperial Purple and the other was clearly a high-ranked concubine! A couple of the people Cassandra spoke with even wondered internally if this could be some sort of scam, seeing as the strange duo was accompanied by only one servant.

“I’m looking for my younger sister,” Cassandra repeated for the eighth time that day. “She would be sixteen years old now, she was captured nine years ago. She probably resembles me.”

Back when they were children, Missandra and Cassandra indeed looked a lot alike. They had the same brown hair, the same thin nose, and even the exact same emerald eyes. Even if her sister had matured, Cassandra hoped that their whiter skin would help people remember her.

“Sorry, Imperial Concubine,” said the woman. “I don’t remember anyone that matches your description. You might want to ask next door though, they usually purchase the girls when they’re young. They’re well-known for their training.”

Cassandra thanked her, but she was starting to feel a bit discouraged. Someone should have been able to remember Missandra by now. Even if many girls came in and out of these establishments, not many would have been from an entirely different origin. Compared to the gold and brown tanned skins around them, Missandra should have stood out.

“So boring…” said Shareen. “We can’t even see their girls at this hour.”

“We didn’t come here to shop, remember?”

“Speak for yourself.”

“Do you buy your servants here? Instead of the usual market?” asked Cassandra.

She had noticed how Shareen surrounded herself with beautiful things and attractive people. Most of her servants were gorgeous women and handsome young men. She didn’t seem to care much about their personalities though.

Once again, Cassandra repeated the same words to the old woman who ran the next brothel. However, this one wore an odd expression while Cassandra spoke.

“Oh, that’s why you seemed so familiar, My Lady! You’re Mie’s older sister, you look just like her!”

“Mie?”

“Yes, yes, Mie! How could I forget her? That child was a little spitfire! Always running around yelling and stealing food. A little demon, that one!”

Shareen sent a doubtful look to Cassandra.

“You sure that sounds like your sis?”

“She was always more energetic than me,” whispered Cassandra before turning back to the woman. “Is she here? Could I see her?”

“Oh, no, no, Imperial Concubine. She left years ago. We sold her to another brothel, one of our top clients couldn’t stand her. I think she went to…yes, yes, let me check my notebook, it should be written down somewhere.”

The old lady disappeared for a while, leaving those two standing in the entrance. Cassandra’s heart was thumping loudly in her chest. Could this really be Missandra? Did she finally find a lead, after all these years?

She returned to give them an address to another brothel a few streets away. As soon as they got there though, Cassandra’s heart broke. The place was closed.

“Crap…do you think they will open soon? Maybe we could just wait a bit?” she sighed.

Next to her, Shareen rolled her eyes and took out her sword.

“Seriously, act like your rank, pretty face. You’re an Imperial Concubine. You don’t fucking wait!”

With those last words, Shareen brutally destroyed the entrance door, sending the panels of wood flying away. She had released her full strength on them, making it even larger than it was supposed to be. Cassandra felt guilty for whoever would have to pay for the damages...but still followed the Princess inside.

A man came running quickly towards them. And while his initial intention was clearly to yell, his mouth snapped shut once he spotted the two women. His mouth curled into an odd grin.

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