"My mother loved this place and even when I was just kid the first time we came, I would never forget how beautiful it is," Viktor said, admiring the silver palace, a masterpiece, made with magic, for magical beings. "What remains when you have lost everything?"
The emperor's glance left the lines in the document.
"Memories and the yearning," the emperor answered.
"Exactly and maybe that's all that we could be," Viktor said.
"So, you're asking for space over the waters?" the emperor couldn't understand. "Why?"
"The paragraph twenty explains why," Viktor explained, bored, materializing a bottle of rum. "Ah… I'll miss being drunk."
It took the emperor and his casters the rest of the day to understand all the implications of the contract and when they did they could only look at him wit
