A letter was slipped under the door to the Office of the Prince. She had no other way of contacting him. Vivian felt the strange need to rectify this situation even if she was about to entirely fuck herself permanently before the Prince on a social level. But the Daeva was partially concerned for the Prince's safety, for some odd reason. If she hadn't been there to distract Coco, that would have been quite messy (or funny) for Asa to deal with.
Your Majesty, Prince Clarke,
My apologies if I am stepping out of my boundaries in writing you, however, I feel it necessary to do so. The woman we encountered at the Asylum seemed to not understand the ways of the Asylum. If by chance I encounter her again there, to whom would I inquire about reserving a room just in case I need to have a private conversation with the woman?
I also invite you to join me if you wish. I realize that you are perhaps quite busy, and would understand if you do not. I plan on attempting to spot her the week of [dates]. You may reach me by this number [said number]. Or, if you would prefer, a note left at with the doorman at the Asylum. I have no idea if I will see her again, but in case of yet another chance encounter in some public place I feel like I should at least attempt to do so before that day comes.
Thank you in advance for your consideration.
Cordially,
Vivian York
P.S. By the by, congratulations on your win at the street race. Your car is impeccable. My apologies for turning down the offer from your messenger. We both know that I would not have had a prayer next to the Mercedes. She is a beauty.
P.P.S. The woman announced to all in earshot that we had ‘gas’. I am sure you may find it as humorous as I do.
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