Ironically, the only people whose blood pressure remained relatively stable throughout the night were the sedated twins themselves.
Completely oblivious to everything that had transpired, they had no idea that all the work they’d painstakingly accomplished had been undone before the day was even over.
Even worse for them, they still didn’t know they were now confined within the Empire.
Still, they were sleeping rather comfortably for two criminals who, under different circumstances, probably would’ve been filleted by the countless people currently furious with them.
Perhaps that was the only advantage they still had.
Since neither their bloodline ability nor their crimes could be exposed without also compromising Luca and Jax, the Empire had little choice but to detain them under the guise of protection. Everyone knew House Luxastra would immediately drag the Empire’s reputation through the mud the moment the twins were publicly accused without irrefutable evidence.
Ideally, that shouldn’t have been a big concern. Under normal circumstances, presenting proof would’ve been enough to settle any accusations of defamation.
Unfortunately, they weren’t dealing with a normal enemy.
When someone’s ability could alter another’s perception, proving anything suddenly became a great deal more complicated because it no longer mattered who was right or wrong. In fact, the more they buried the twins and the Aeruns under accusations, the more intense the scrutiny they’d receive from their brainwashed supporters.
At that point, they could only hope the Elders, who had volunteered to stay up through the night, would uncover something useful from that damned incense.
The twins, however, weren’t the only ones having an eventful evening.
Their attendants were faring considerably worse.
Safe to say, they were having the kind of heart-racing night no one ever wished for.
After deciding to flee while attempting to smuggle information out of Planet Nova through every underhanded escape route they could think of, they ended up being chased through military territory like cornered rats. By the time Count Alexander had finished toying with them, Marshal Julian had more than enough justification to formally detain every last one of them.
Apparently, they’d forgotten one very important detail.
This wasn’t the Imperial Capital.
This was Planet Nova.
The literal headquarters of the Empire’s Military.
If certain exits looked suspiciously convenient, then perhaps they should’ve stopped to wonder why.
After all, it was significantly easier and considerably cheaper to catch criminals when they willingly walked into the funnel themselves.
And they had done exactly that.
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Meanwhile, the victims of the twins’ ability weren’t exactly enjoying peaceful nights either. Though by the end of it all, that description probably suited the guards watching over them far more than the victims themselves.
The single master mechanics were too stunned and confused to sleep, spending the entire night chastising themselves.
Their less solitary friends, however, had entirely different concerns. While the lone wolves (bones) were busy holding themselves accountable, many of the married ones were currently getting their asses handed to them both horizontally and vertically.
Surprisingly, rather than sympathy, most of them were being greeted with the kind of scolding usually reserved for particularly hopeless children.
"That absolute dingbat!" one allegedly gentle lady exclaimed anonymously. "I knew something stupid had happened the moment I got that message! That old geezer can barely remember where he left his medication most days, and you’re telling me he suddenly remembered someone enough to actually cheat? We’d be lucky if he could even remember the name of anyone who isn’t physically a mecha!"
Another immediately chimed in.
"Exactly! The chances of us getting replaced by mechas are honestly much higher than getting replaced by another living, breathing person."
She paused.
"Now, if mechas suddenly started talking again... then we’d actually have a problem."
"..."

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