The news of Jareth and Marilla's courthouse wedding set the town of Elmsworth abuzz, racing through the nation like wildfire.
The heartfelt vows and the envy-inducing fireworks display, meant for Marilla alone, immortalized their epic romance in the hearts and memories of countless onlookers.
Even after the buzz had died down, and time had marched on, a simple search for "wedding" would still bring up that image, and the romance of that day would come flooding back.
Under the starlit sky, Elsie stood wrapped in her black trench coat, gazing up at the fireworks painting the night.
Her eyes sparkled, the crisp night air tossing her seaweed hair, as a joyful smile graced her crimson lips.
How wonderful.
Marilla, the girl she knew, had finally found her forever with the one she loved, a happy ending at last.
Elsie was a poppy bloomed from the soil of darkness and sin; her life was not one meant for such pure love, nor was she meant to walk in the light.
At midnight, as the fireworks ended, the world fell silent and empty.
Feeling a hollow ache, Elsie turned to head back to her room when her phone vibrated.
Tom: [Picture]
She tapped the message open, zooming in until her eyes narrowed.
The photo was taken at night, showing Harvey emerging from a villa, laughing and chatting with a familiar middle-aged man.
Elsie: [One of them is Harvey, the other Wayne?]
Tom: [Yep, the current Chief of the Elmsworth Police Department!]
A tightness clenched in her chest.
Elsie: [He's never been to the Velvet Haven, yet he's a VIP for Avery?]
Tom: [If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe that Wayne, paragon of virtue in public, is under Mr. Chambers' command! I managed to snap this after tailing Harvey for weeks. He never brings us when he meets Wayne, which means they're discussing secrets that can't see the light of day! Ms. Archer, this is a big lead! If we dig deep into Wayne, we can expose the fatal flaw in Avery's operation!]
Excitement surged through Elsie, but it was quickly followed by a chilling realization.
Avery had been playing the game of favor and corruption since his days in Helgen, with half of the city's officials in his pocket, either bribed or blackmailed into obedience.
Now, he had shifted battlegrounds, spreading his influence across Elmsworth like a virus.
Given time, his pawns would dominate the Elmsworth chessboard, and even Thaddeus and Jareth working together might not be able to uproot him entirely.
Elsie: [Tom, end your surveillance on Harvey now before he notices. Back off! And don't even think about investigating Wayne. Someone who's made it to Chief of Police is no simple character. Listen to me, don't do anything rash, got it?]
Tom: [But we're so close to a big fish.]
Elsie: [Tom, in my life, there are only two people who matter to me. You're one of them. I can't have you getting hurt! Leave the rest of the investigation to me. Don't act on your own, hear me?]
After a pause.
Tom: [Alright, I've got it. But, Ms. Archer, may I ask who the other person is that's important to you?]
Elsie's slender, boneless fingers clutched her trench coat, her eyes slowly closing.
She could almost feel that man, hugging her from behind, his warm breath and soft chuckle close to her ear, banishing all the cold.
Meanwhile.
Outside the Velvet Haven, in the shadowy woods, Elvis had been silently standing there since the fireworks began.
The night sky burned bright, and all of Elmsworth knew.
She must have seen them too.
In Elvis' life, always skirting danger, there was no time for real romance, no inclination for such grand gestures.
Tonight, the fireworks were beautiful.
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