The group was gathered in the new core room, located at the end of a 30-meter hallway extending from the old core room. While not yet exactly spacious, it had grown a little larger than the old one, allowing everyone to meet together comfortably.
Ximena was off to the side, away from the group. The Workers were sitting like toddlers in front of Vale, who sat on the throne. Salome and Stacy were behind the waifs. And Toy was hiding behind the throne.
"I trust you all understand the plan."
"Yes, Vale."
"Yes sir-ahhuhah!" Toy screamed as Larry peeked around the throne.
"I act to your will."
"I hate this…"
The last one who spoke was Ximena, of course.
Her mental health was definitely on the decline from having to listen and sometimes watch her crush have relations with her archenemy on a daily basis, but for some reason, she hadn't blamed Vale at all. In fact, her innocent crush had not waned, but grown.
